Item One:
Awesome friend-for-21-years goes in for the lead in a pilot. Exec prod? Awesome other friend-for-19-years. What do they talk about? Me. How do I know? Phone call. “Just wanted to let you know how much you are loved in this town.”
LOVE THAT.
Item Two:

Day one of Pilates feels like light yoga. Day two of Pilates feels like rack torture. And it’s a delicious feeling! Thing is… it continues to feel like that ALL DAY LONG. Wow. Cool.
Item Three:
There is no three.
Item Four:

Aunt Cindy bought Thwok four of these when we moved to Santa Monica. They have all been hidden after hours and hours and hours of play. We’re just so glad she loves them. Loves loves LOVES playing fetch with them. Tosses them up in the air for herself and bats them down with a paw, pounces on them, then carries them away in her mouth. Aww. Sweet. So… Keith bought her another five of these for Thanksgiving (or so). They have all been hidden after hours and hours and hours of play. We’re glad she loves them… but where the hell have NINE of these things gone? Keith bought her ANOTHER set of these things (a dozen this time) before he left for NoCal. I’m NOT giving them ALL to her. Two so far. Where are they? With the other nine. Somewhere.
WHERE THE HELL IS SHE HIDING THESE THINGS?
And when on earth will we find them? Or will we?
Item Five:
Another rockstar interview for the book today. And the super-secret one we’re not talking about until after it is DONE is really super-effin’-fantastic on sooooooo many levels.
I. Am. Loving. 2005.
Eeeeeeeeeeee!