The news of the week is that Tom and Katie are getting divorced and Anderson Cooper is gay. Next they’ll be announcing that Santa Clause is a sham. Really? This is not news to anyone living above a rock. Anderson Cooper goes to my gym when he’s in town, and I’ve seen his very handsome boyfriend. Tom Cruise is an incredibly talented actor who can play almost any role, except for the part of a normal, straight Tom Cruise. He can’t study the role because it doesn’t exist. We’ve all been waiting for Katie’s five year contract with the Scientology Wife Beard Program to end, so she can move on and try to pick up the pieces as well as Nicole did. Katie did her time, got her part in a major Batman movie, had her spawn, and kept her pretty mouth shut. Now she’s getting out in time to rescue Suri, before she’s forced to board the alien mothership.You’re free girls!
On to more important topics—me. I was invited last weekend to a brunch at my friend Megan’s place, in the historic Hollywood Tower. I headed out of the house with Albert and our friend William, when we noticed that our neighbor Dina was having a yard sale. Dina was a transexual who performed comedy and drag around town, and unfortunately she was moving. She was a sweetheart and a good neighbor. Well, let me tell you, the only thing that will make my friends late for a brunch is a tranny yard sale. William and Albert both screamed “wigs!” and then ran to the yard and fought over a pair of go-go boots for about a half an hour.
We continued on to a very fun brunch on the roof of the Hollywood Tower. Megan is great hostess and excused our tardiness because we let her wear a tiara we had purchased. The rooftop of the swanky building provided great views of the Hollywood Sign, Capitol Records, and a table of new friends.
Last week writer and director Nora Ephron passed away. Meryl Streep wrote, “Nora just looked at every situation and cocked her head and thought, ‘Hmmmmm, how can I make this more fun?'” RIP Nora Ephron. Thank you for the words and the fun.