hank God for James Frey. Larry King’s probing interview last night with the embattled memoirist has left me free to unburden myself of the “small, minor adjustments” I made to this weblog over the years “for overall dramatic effect.” For instance, while high on PCP, did I really strangle two small boys in Compton for staring at my enormous cans? Well, I believe that gets at the essential truth of my story. Also, am I wanted in four states for absconding with and later eating the livers of three baby goats? Look, you and I can quibble over details, but that’s how I remember it. More important: Am I female? Am I living in New York? This is a weblog, people, and I don’t really expect this kind of scrutiny. What’s important here is the emotional truth. I am a Blogger and a Killer and I have Enormous Cans. Oops! Gotta go. Oprah’s on.