As much as I'm diggin' these trips to L.A., ping-ponging across time zones has left me a little fuzzy around the edges. Not that my kids care; they only know that Daddy's back home and he's a bit more unshaven that usual. So while I attend to their every need, check out the cavalcade of red carpet images I've uploaded and know that a full post is on the way. Meanwhile, I'll be shaking off the jet-lag, chauffering my offspring and sheathing everything I own in cardboard. Oy.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Punch-Drunk from the Junket
As much as I'm diggin' these trips to L.A., ping-ponging across time zones has left me a little fuzzy around the edges. Not that my kids care; they only know that Daddy's back home and he's a bit more unshaven that usual. So while I attend to their every need, check out the cavalcade of red carpet images I've uploaded and know that a full post is on the way. Meanwhile, I'll be shaking off the jet-lag, chauffering my offspring and sheathing everything I own in cardboard. Oy.
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