It's a cross between Barbarella and soft core porn styling (totally SFW, but you'll see what I mean. It's a "rock opera" put together by the California Milk Board and the songs are hilarious!

They show the commercials on TV here. They are absirdly bad and funny.

I sort of like Tom Hanks, and appreciate that he and Rita Wilson are behind-the-scenes movers and shakers on a number of films I like. But I'd just as soon never see him act again.

I hope no one else asks me about my plans for New Year's. I don't want to talk about the funeral again. But it feels disingenuous not to.

When do you fly out, ita?

Tomorrow morning. People keep asking what I'm doing with my time off, not just what I'm doing tonight, which is a big fat nothing/packing.

Ugh. You should make up something fabulous.

You don't have to talk about anything you don't want to. You can tell them the truth or tell them personal stuff or lie and say you're going to lie on the beach. When it comes to stuff like this, you aren't beholden to your audience.

Ugh, that's so hard, ita.

It will not be mac's first time seeing the ball drop.

That best dresses thing is an absurdly slow-loading slide show. Fuck that. The Atlantic had a ridiculous slide show yesterday with champagne cocktails -- not only was there a slide per drink, but the slide just named the drink and you had to click again to find out WTF was in it. I'm not your click fairy, magazine!