My Friend Charlotte

Two truths and a lie:

1

I will never forget witnessing Charlotte’s astonishing technique for concealing an entire full-size pizza — box and all — upon her person, then sneaking it into the movies with THE most innocent look on her face.

2

Charlotte has shown me what it truly means to be a fully engaged member of a creative arts community. Follow Charlotte: go see your friend’s film, your friend’s art exhibit, your friend’s weird improv show. This is what it means to be reciprocal in the most basic and beautiful way. Art is life — and Charlotte lives that truth.

3

Charlotte and I once had to fight off a wildebeest, and I’ve never seen such a bloodthirsty creature — and I mean Charlotte, not the wildebeest.

Seriously, ma’am, you are one of the greats. There’s no one else I’d rather have on my side, especially if/when another wildebeest emergency arises.

[charlotte isn’t dead or anything*, her wife asked me to contribute a tribute to her for C’s birthday)

*thank fucking god