LAST WEEK, REVIEWEDYes, blogging got away from me for a little while. Before we get to all of the other real-life and imagined dramas, here are some stories I wrote since last we met here...
Richard Lewis proved he can talk at length about almost anything, and I was disheartened to learn that I didn't have space to fit all of our hourlong conversation. By the end of our chat, I felt like I was his personal therapist. And that's not a bad thing.
I filled in last-minute for a colleague on Hasty Pudding duty, covering the Friday night
Man of the Year roast for Richard Gere. The roast went far too long, and the "press conference" was far too annoying for its lack of insight, but I'll have more to say about that. Remind me if I don't.
I spent a night undercover with FBS (Fat Boy Security) and
here is a window into their world. Nice guys. And yes, most of them are large and in charge.
Chris Brown may be the hottest 16-year-old singer in the nation right now, but get him on the phone, and
he sounds just like any other teen having a conversation with his parents. Ugh.
American Idol might be the most popular TV show in America, but
that doesn't mean all of its viewers know how to follow instructions.