The wife just accused me of wanting to be famous and it got me thinking that I’m not sure I’m guilty of that, but that I should ponder her claim.

Let’s start with what fame is. Is being famous about being recognized in the grocery store? Getting free clothes from stores because you wear their stuff on talk shows? Being known by just your first name? Or is it a more subtle like everyone wants to be your friend and say they know you? Well, maybe that’s not so subtle.

OK, now who wants this fame? It seems that there’s no shortage of people who compete for a slot on Surrvivor or Real World. Reality shows are about normal people taking their shot at the big time. These shows get huge ratings, so it appears that lots of people want this.

To me fame means three things. One, a great TV show/movie. I’ll admit, I know all the words to the theme. Two it’s a great song by David Bowie. There’s killer bass work on that track. Three, I think fame is something better left for other people.

Unless it gets me free pizza I don’t want to be famous. If I can go into my local pizza place and get 2 slices and a Diet Coke free, then sign me up Scotty! I want my 3.10 lunch at no charge. Not every time of course, like maybe once a week or something. I’d still pay for all the pizza that comes to my house and tip the driver.

It’s a simple dream really.