Aftershocks in Los Angeles, how about a tanker of coffee and a recap of the novel so far?
and some of the sexy bits…
Now, my angels…
Not to be craven, or anything… But there are occasional ‘quakes in L.A., what with all the big egos and wait…is that another tremblor?
I thought Spielberg dropped his wallet! I thought my husband finally picked up his shoes! I thought George Clooney fell on bended knee to…oh, George, you shouldn’t have! From Cartier?
No? Still, it can be a wee bit disorienting and while one is sitting frozen and staring at the piano one remembers it would be a good idea to get away from the exterior walls and crouch next to the hulking thing in case the roof falls. That said…
I’m thinking of taking a few days off; a little quiet, a little marshaling of thought before the push to publish. The weblog may be dark, but I’ll still be lurking. Drop me a note and I’ll get back to you tout de suite — because, that’s my favorite thing about this whole Internet escapade, friends like you!
have a great time lurking, miss v.! 😉
Lurking and swimming, two of my favorite activities!
May Palm Springs give you a fabulous extra *spring* in, uh, Spring. 🙂 I know you won’t need to drink either that tanker of coffee or more aftershocks to get a Happy Buzz! The Springs will be made a million times more fine by the presence of Ms Vickie Lester (and not to forget Mr L as well!) – hey, put the sick bag down, lady… The noive! 😉
P.S. The Spielberg crack is a hoot! I think on of those aftershocks was Jackie Collins’s makeup table falling over…
We do get to a certain age when makeup should be applied not with a trowel, but with a very minimal touch… Now, brace yourself, George dear. I visited Jackie’s website recently, and she looks great! And I learned how to make Lucky Luciano…strike that…Lucky Santangelo meatballs 😉 .
Have a great time beautiful and breathe easy, we will all be here with bells on (George will literally do that for you, he promised me) when you get back.
Warm days, cool nights…I would take a real camera and send you pix, but I think the majority of the time I’ll be floating in a swimming pool and the remaining time I’ll be rummaging around in the refrigerator…Not a splendid vista, but very relaxing!
Now THAT is a real vacation…no photos needed! Just rest up beautiful one…
V., I was naughty about Jackie, wasn’t I?! You are right, she does look good (much better than ol’ Joannie!) but I gotta make poor jokes, it’s a compulsion – like Michael Douglas with the sex! Bwahahaha!
Heather, you’re funny, I haven’t promised any such thing to you – but you speak the truth!
How about… Wearin’ baubles, bangles, and beads? 🙂
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