Hello, red carpet!
Every time I call my sister (who's married with 2 kids in Seattle, oh and she's a hotshot politico slash fancy pants executive at Microsoft so it's not like she's just wiping snotty noses all day ... not that there would be anything wrong with that), she always says the same thing: "Your life is so Sex & the City!"
I always laugh it off because I don't know, when you're living it, it just doesn't seem that way. But maybe she's right ... because I just got invited to ... (drum roll) my very first ... (more drum roll) ...
HOLLYWOOD MOVIE PREMIERE!!!!
JP invited me to the premiere of It's All Gone Pete Tong. I'm excited out of my mind! This isn't just any premiere. This is the premiere of one of my top ten favorite movies EVER!!! (Read my review.)
Tonight I went to some bar in Hollywood called the Velvet Margarita. I keep wanting to call it the Velvet Goldmine. Or the Velvet Revolver. Being in that place makes you feel like you are in a velvet Elvis painting. It exhausted me; I need to go to bed now.
Oh, but before I go. On my way to work this morning, I stopped at McDonald's because I was out of coffee and OK, the real truth, I was jonesing for the Egg McMuffin meal. And I'm there in the drive-thru, reading the menu, all pre-coffee and everything, and there is a big promo for the SNICKERS McFLURRY. All I could think was, "That sounds like the name of a clown. Or a dog."
Snickers McFlurry! Like Drunky Mc Drunk Drunk. I love it. I think I will name my first child Snickers McFlurry.
Speaking of names, the other night we were sitting around at the Chateau Marmont on the Sunset Strip (again, so S & the C), after the Pete Tong screening, and Sarah told us this story about how when her mom was a nurse, a woman (in Tennessee) looked on a chart and thought the words on there were pretty. So she named her twins Gonorrhoea and Chlamydia.
Mark and I started riffing on that: (said with a southern accent) "Chlamydia! Stop touching Gonorrhoea! And Syphillis, leave Crabs alone! Don't make me get out the douche!"
I always laugh it off because I don't know, when you're living it, it just doesn't seem that way. But maybe she's right ... because I just got invited to ... (drum roll) my very first ... (more drum roll) ...
HOLLYWOOD MOVIE PREMIERE!!!!
JP invited me to the premiere of It's All Gone Pete Tong. I'm excited out of my mind! This isn't just any premiere. This is the premiere of one of my top ten favorite movies EVER!!! (Read my review.)
Tonight I went to some bar in Hollywood called the Velvet Margarita. I keep wanting to call it the Velvet Goldmine. Or the Velvet Revolver. Being in that place makes you feel like you are in a velvet Elvis painting. It exhausted me; I need to go to bed now.
Oh, but before I go. On my way to work this morning, I stopped at McDonald's because I was out of coffee and OK, the real truth, I was jonesing for the Egg McMuffin meal. And I'm there in the drive-thru, reading the menu, all pre-coffee and everything, and there is a big promo for the SNICKERS McFLURRY. All I could think was, "That sounds like the name of a clown. Or a dog."
Snickers McFlurry! Like Drunky Mc Drunk Drunk. I love it. I think I will name my first child Snickers McFlurry.
Speaking of names, the other night we were sitting around at the Chateau Marmont on the Sunset Strip (again, so S & the C), after the Pete Tong screening, and Sarah told us this story about how when her mom was a nurse, a woman (in Tennessee) looked on a chart and thought the words on there were pretty. So she named her twins Gonorrhoea and Chlamydia.
Mark and I started riffing on that: (said with a southern accent) "Chlamydia! Stop touching Gonorrhoea! And Syphillis, leave Crabs alone! Don't make me get out the douche!"