For most people, there's a moment (or more) in life that validates your own cockiness, your own 'told- you- so' moment. It feels good... right up until you're brought back down to Earth.
Sylvester Stallone talked about exactly that recently. He admits that he became a turbo-jerk after the release and subsequent success of "Rocky". For the next two years he was, in his own words, "insufferable". Then he released a movie called "Paradise Alley" that bombed bigger than Hiroshima. As he put it, he went to the screening and there were exactly two people in the audience... and one of them was asleep. These things happen.
More recently, Justin Bieber has been using his fame to live stupidly, but he may have overstepped his "celebrities- can- get- away- with- anything card" when he was videotaped egging his neighbor's house. Yes, of all the things he could do to get into legitimate trouble, it's egging a house. Doesn't really seem like a big deal until you consider that 11 L.A. County Sherriff's cars showed up at his place, bashed in his door with a battering ram and served the Biebs with a FELONY search warrant. So far, the only casualty has been his friend who was blowing lines of coke when the cops showed up. These things happen.
Anyway, for once, he might face the same realities the rest of us do. Aw, who am I kidding? He won't, but maybe he'll learn something from all of this. Again, who am I kidding?
Today's question: WHEN DID YOU REALIZE THAT YOU WEREN'T 'ALL THAT AND A BAG OF CHIPS'?
