I mean, it's really cold outside. So I'm going to stay in and work on organizing the six-hundred (true!) photos I took this past weekend. It just happened to me my birth-weekend, and so we had a little shindig at our place. HydroBro came down, people came out, food and drink was had. Not a bad time if I do say so myself... Not a bad time at all. Feel free to peek at some pics of the weekend if you are so inclined.
We started production on our pilot for NBC at work this week. Should be a good one, even though this snow on the ground is throwing us for a loop... This week is also the "Field Studies" week here in NYC. I was supposed to help shape the young minds at a panel yesterday, but there was a "scheduling snafu" (i.e., I wasn't told about the schedule) -- so, sadly I won't get to inspire (fear in) the kids this time around. I still hold out hope on catching our fearless leader, Sir Jack, this Friday. Time will tell.
Lastly, I'd like to send a big ol' amount of love to Haps today -- he's gettin' a little surgery in the hospital to stop that phenomenon the Ritz used to call "a baby seal getting run over by a 16-wheeler" (aka: Happy's sleep apnea/snoring/choking to death). It's a good thing. He even has to stay in bed for a few weeks afterwards. So, if any of you available ladies are looking to be a nursemaid, head up to Washington Heights. Bring your own sponges.
