Sorry, Charlie

I’m probably the only human on earth that has not seen a single episode of the hit sitcom ‘Two and a Half Men’ but lately it’s been pretty difficult to avoid the sordid trainwreck-of-a-life that is Charlie Sheen. I’m sure Leno, Letterman and CoCo are nearly wetting themselves over how easily this late-show fodder writes itself, but Sheen’s claim of stone-cold sobriety through his exclusive interviews seem devoid of any professional PR influence. One minute he’s claiming that he doesn’t recall the last time he ‘used’ then in the next breath brags about how invincible he is when it comes to partying and doing drugs (“I was bangin’ seven-gram rocks and finishing them because that’s how I roll”). Clearly the poor man is self-destructive and he doesn’t seem to care.

Chuck Lorre, the producer of Sheen’s hit show claimed that he would be ‘really pissed’ if Charlie lived longer than him. Instead of being upset, Sheen took it in stride saying, “This is like a gigantic compliment. Chuck offered an olive branch. That’s how I interpreted it…This is about him personally. It doesn’t get to me, it’s not about me until the end. It’s a reflection of how he feels, in comparison to how insane my life appears at times. So, I took it as a huge compliment. He basically wrote a brilliant little piece of literature and called me Superman. Don’t people get it?”

Nope, can’t say that I do.

One thought on “Sorry, Charlie

  1. You can add one more to the “haven’t seen it” boat.

    We need to pray for him, his kids and everyone he’s surrounded by.

    As always, I’m amazed by the gifts God has blessed you with!

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