Beneath all this snow,
Buried under winter's weight,
Lies my little blog.
Apologies, but today shall remain blog-less. This morning was jam-packed with a trip to the doctor for some baby shots, and this afternoon is jam-packed with rehearsal and other things theatrical. This evening? Why, this evening is for me and me alone.
Before I depart, here's Today's Joke:
Golden Globe after-parties still boozy, spirited
It was a subdued night of post-Golden Globe Awards partying for Hollywood, but the bashes were lavish and extravagant by any other standard.
A year after the writers' strike shut down the awards show ceremony and its after-parties, the alcohol flowed again at several shindigs Sunday at the Beverly Hilton Hotel.
Despite the recession, post-Globe revelers shared booze, food and the sheer will to make merry.
"We in Hollywood have to remind the world," said one reveler, "that when things get tough and life gets you down, drown your sorrows in alcohol and desperation. It's the true American way!"