There were a few years in my life in which I was vaguely interested in the private lives of rock and movie stars. Broadly speaking, I had grown out of that kind of stuff by the time I made it to college.
Sometimes I hear tell that friends of mine participate in clandestine relationships with people other than the cohab, or get word of spectacularly inappropriate one night stands between workmates. I will admit to taking brief prurient interest in such tales, but only because they involve people I know personally. Continue reading
