The fact that I’m two weeks behind on my update should be a testament as to how busy I’ve been lately. Busy to the point of cracking. It seemed like such a good idea at the time to sign on for all the shit I’m caught up in now, but now that I haven’t had a day to myself in awhile, I’m starting to lose it. Back to that in a bit. First off, let me catch you up on my latest columns. In PARTNERS IN CRIME, I discuss friendship, and why it’s important to stay playful. I’m still looking for the pictures of that actor Steph and I kidnapped, and when I find them, I will post them here, so stay tuned. I know where they are, just don’t want to deal with getting the box down just yet. This week’s story is another fun and lighthearted piece about the age gap between me and my man, and how the gap affects our approach to the New York Times. I called it, GENERATION GAP. A few fun stories, no videos for those because I failed to catch Steph on film, and who wants to watch a video of me and David arguing over the paper?

So what have I been so busy with? Well, for one, the Orchids and Onions dealio is sucking up a lot of my time. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a blast, and the awards ceremony (on November 12) is going to be spectacular as a result of all this work everyone’s doing. I rode along with the jurors to view 26 nominees (a full day, into the night) and then sat in on the jury deliberations (5 hours the other evening). Still have meetings set up to attend, and things to prepare, script to write, videos to make, etc. Like I said, time consuming. I better get a cookie at the end of all this. I like cookies. As if I didn’t have enough going on, last night was my HOA meeting (that’s always fun… not), and this morning, at the butt-crack of dawn, I was on NBC/KNSD to screen the short video I made of a recent sugar skull making class I took at Vintage Religion. B to the IZZY. No wonder I’m a fucking nut case this week.