In Venezuela Dad had a glamor grill built. Italian craftsmen made it of thick aluminum sheet and put a manufacturer’s plate on it: Piaggio, purveyors of fine scooters. That was their Old World humor at work. Dad agreed with Coco Chanel’s maxim. A grill should be two things: classy and fabulous. Actually, I made that…
More evidence that Mike Albee is a fraud
February 11, 2014
Before I hired Mike Albee and Lura Dold of Sandpiper Publicity—the two frauds who conned me out of $40,000 by exploiting the suicides of my parents—I didn’t know much about book publicity. Now I know a lot more. Today I had a long phone conversation with a real publicist, a friend of Scott Thunes. He…
Too close to home
January 31, 2014
Today I gave my first radio interview about how Mike Albee and Lura Dold of Sandpiper Publicity scammed me of $40,000 by exploiting the suicides of my parents. I used their names on the air, I identified their company, and I briefly described how it was done. This is just the beginning. Mike and Lura…
Broken arms and exploding piglets
December 28, 2013
I broke my right arm in 1971. Mom and my siblings were watching an oil well being drilled at night in the vacant lot two houses down in Campo Verde, Tia Juana, Venezuela. The Club is in the foreground; right above the words “photo courtesy,” you can see the giant swimming pool where a nineteen-year-old…