Last night, my guru talked about great expectations and how dangerous they can be. After class, I thought of Charlie Sheen, who I am supposed to meet tomorrow. I had great expectations. I thought Charlie would be amazing on that april night in Detroit, on stage in 2011. He was on this terrible “Torpedo of Truth” (P-L-E-A-S-E) tour, just standing in front of Detroit people. They booed him from the stage, attacked him with beer bottles, but they had fun and bought all the crappy stuff that Charlie sold to them: “winning” ashtrays (20 USD) and underwear with “bipolar” on the ass (80 USD) tons of T-shirts with the guys head. It reminded me of Oktoberfest, people drinking beer and throwing up in front of the theatre, some in a tiger costume. (Back then Charlie had invented the term “Tiger Blood”) Back to Charlie. He was terrible. He showed old movies he watched as child with his neighbour kid, he wore worn out tattoos on his chest, which looked like his fathers chest in Apocalypse Now, but less defined and affected by cocaine use. (Impossibly dry skin) He said Snoop Dog would perform later, but my Twitter research showed that Snoop at this point wasn’t there, he was in LA at some teenage awards where a teen put green slime over Snoops head to make fun of Snoop. So Snoop would not come. It was NOT funny and that was great. Charlie was this poor Hamlet, Prince of Denmark/Mullholland Drive, struggling for his kingdom. I knew, that Charlie Sheen had something to tell us. I wanted to find out what it was, and one night I was close. He was staring in Roman Coppola’s very long and very weird movie “Charles Swan”. (Roman and Charlie played together in Vietnam, where Roman’s dad Francis shot Apocalypse Now, until Charlie’s dad Martin had a heart attack from doing too much coke at 36) I was on the phone with Charlie’s publicist, but as usual, there were problems with Charlie. “He will stay in the limo.” said the publicist, so maybe he wasn’t there at all. Tomorrow around noon, I will see Sheen and I have expectations. I will see my guru at 9.15 and Charlie at lunchtime. Just to be in the safe side.