My very helpful girlfriend and I were going through boxes of my old stuff, and she was helping to determine what is worth keeping and what I should get rid of. One particular box had high school newspapers, theater programs, literary magazines and more. At this point in my life I’m not really sure what is worth keeping. Who is really interested in reading the musings of an arrogant high school agitator? At the time I packed this box – with newspaper stuffing from 1985 – I thought I was keeping everything for my biographer. My girlfriend used to do the same thing, but she has already been through some of her childhood boxes. How famous did I think I was going to be? she asked herself.