I’ve just started watching Showtime’s Californication. I almost feel lame for not having watched it sooner. Life is too busy. Very too busy if I don’t have time to see it. Natascha McElhone is gorgeous and hot and I’ve noticed her as an actress since The Truman Show. I don’t know exactly why Duchovny is so compelling either, but he had it in X-Files, too.

I love to watch how flawed their characters are. Dysfunctional in different ways than the rest of us, but similarly flawed. Somehow, that doesn’t make them any less likable.

And that’s what we all really want. For someone to like us, appreciate us, celebrate us for who we are and what we love….Oh, and we hope that we’ll like them back enough to want to spend more than a few hours together.

Tonight, a friend asked me if men and women could be friends. I thought, you obviously haven’t met the right men yet. I’m friends with several men and I’ve met lots of men I’d like to be friends with. Almost all of them probably want to fuck me, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends.

Oil painting, Raven Nude on White, by Melissa Grimes, from flickr.