"don't blog about this"

Three different people have told me not to share certain parts of their lives on my blog.  I don't blog about everything.    I understand that I come off as someone with no moral but that's my schtick.  My money maker.  My spiritual goal.

All week I've been working on a TV pitch about a show about adoption.  So that people can change 'don't blog about me" to "don't make me a character in your HBO show."  My friend Dan is sharing his office with me so I have a place to go and write during the days I don't have an audition. I had none this week and it was HEAVEN.  Writing is still it's own form of hell but I prefer it over a week of auditions. 

Tonight was the first time in pretty much ever...that Leo cried for me to stay in bed with him because he was afraid. I've never heard him say that sentence.  Jeff came out of his room with a 'whoa..it's pretty intense in there." And I thought that Leo was talking about killing people or something but he was saying he wanted someone to sleep in his bed.  Jeff thinks it's because of Halloween and that he's facing the idea of death for the first time in his life.  I think it may have faced the idea of death by watching our pumpkin rot away in front of us in a matter of hours of carving it. Squirrels ate it's eyes and it's head caved in. I  don't think i could sleep alone after that either.  It really looked like a horror movie prop. 

  Leo was a Monster Carrot for Halloween.  I have a photo of him I can post for my non facebook friends.  If I can get it together after Leo goes to sleep to find it.  "find it'...like it's an actual photo that slid under the couch or something.  By "find it" I mean transfer my pictures.