Wednesday, February 05, 2003

L.A. insights from the latest baby-kissing and hand-shaking expedition:

�Warm sun and an open convertible in early February is easily one of the best things about being here.
�Every attractive waitress is always an actress. Always.
�If NYC had more swimming pools, it would be a better city.
�In celebration of the Chinese New Year the bar last night had a nearly-naked Chinese girl surrounded by rice paper accoutrements in a glass cage...her job was to lay there, looking beautiful and bored.

I'm off to my meetings.