I got to work yesterday morning, and...ahhh...

You know it's hot when you can't wait for the weekend to be over so that you can get back to your nice air-conditioned job.

I had this exchange with one of the crew guys in to build a set who saw my laptop.

"Are you on the internet?"
"No, that's just stuff I saved to my desktop. I don't have a wireless card."
"They have wireless in the building?"
"Yeah, I think I might get myself a wireless card for myself for my birthday."
"I think they are only about $50 now."
"Yeah, I might do that. Though I'd probably get even less writing done than I do now."
"You could start a blog!"

I didn't even want to get into the whole Al Gore "I invented the internet" thing, but baby, I may not have invented blogs, but I'm as close to it as he'll ever meet. I used to say "I am online journaling", and completely unironically, I may add, though there are at least thirty-fifty people who have been around as long as I have and can make the same claim.

It's like there's this thing that I do that it used to be nobody ever heard of and now everybody not only has heard about it, but does it too, and it's the most peculiar thing to have someone look me in the face and reference it without knowing who I am in regard to it. Even three years ago, it would have been freaky-peculiar for someone to mention it in casual conversation, and now it's everywhere.

I actually erased Angelina Jolie's Inside the Actors Studio unseen after Lipton asked her "When did you and your boyfriend start cutting yourselves?" This was question 2, not counting "What is the name on your birth certificate" and "O my goodness, it's so amazing that all of these great actors come from broken homes."

I love this show. I watched two hours of Robin Williams, whom I despise, not as an actor but as a guy talking extemporaneously, I'll watch anybody on it, and I dig Angelina Jolie. I'm totally on Team Jolie, baby! But not enough to watch more than the first five minutes of this show.

It used to be that Lipton made a point of talking only about acting and basic childhood stuff, never about gossipy things and who you married and whether you and your boyfriend cut each other at 14 or so. And she has no internal censor, she'll answer any question like that, which is fine, but I really don't want to hear about it.

It's so hot that I had my fan on. It's so hot that I had to take my fan off me and onto TiVo to stop it from overheating and snapping off every ten minutes or so.

Speaking of hot, how totally hot does Beth look in this picture? Great rack, Beth! I'm glad the party went well, and congratulations!

Today's horoscope:
You've got all your ducks in a nice tidy row, and you've even got time left over to help someone a bit organizationally challenged get theirs in line. The bonus? A warm, fuzzy feeling and some good karma.

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