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So, tomorrow's the big day. Or so everyone tells me ( Read more... )

the King and Queen met one another on the coffeehouse circuit. A relationship was built out of mutual attraction and respect for each other's storytelling that led to love, but was always fraught with a certain amount of competition and conflict. They married and thought of building their kingdom together ( Read more... )

I made a video. I wear a good suit and a laurel wreath in my hair. I could tell you about it like this, or you could watch me talk about it here.

Which is more fun because I try to sound like a smarty-pants while stuffing my face at craft services, and hey, you get to hear a lot of the song. Which I'm pretty durned proud of.

I've done a terrible job of this so-called comeback, I have to say ( Read more... )

Ok...Anna Nicole Smith is dead AND ohnotheydidnt has been suspended ( Read more... )

I was lying on a giant overstuffed beanbag chair in a friend's flat in London. My spine assumed a convex curve as the beans (or whatever the hell it was stuffed with...my friend is not renowned for his decorating choices. I mean hello...beanbag chair!) shifted to suit my form. My legs splayed out onto the floor and my head tipped back over the ( Read more... )

Getting old(er) is the strangest thing. I think about it all the time. And not just the typical mourning of the passage of time and the gaining of wrinkles and weight and all that superficial stuff. Anyone who knows me knows that I am indeed concerned by these things. I'm an admitted narcissist ( Read more... )

This isn't really a placeholder, I swear ( Read more... )

I love fall in New York. I've been whinging about it to Martha for ages now...about how I've been craving it. Summer is all right. You get a tan and can wear sandals all the time and attractive people tend to get naked in public a lot more. But it's also sweaty and smelly and smoggy and insert your own alliterative term. You know? I like a bit of ( Read more... )