The Blog Is Back
Consider my New Year's Resolution officially fucked.
NEW YORK - Dec. 31, 2005. While drunkenly swilling my 32nd vodka tonic at CHINA ONE (Alphabity, what!) I made a solemn promise to DAN OSSIT, my loyal readers and God that I'd be a much more persistent and diligent blogger in '06.
Well here we are today, and I don't even know what the date is. What I do know, is that I haven't blogged since THE CARVER (for those of you still aching to know, good ole JULIAN MCMAHON wasn't lying in that envelope. He said the killer was "the other doctor and the detective. It's a fucking crazy storyline." And by "fucking crazy" he meant "pure, shark-jumping shit.")
Well, today I'm turning over a new leaf. In my defense I have been busy. Last week I was working like a dog until 8 at night for the film company that shall not be named (holla to my confidentiality agreement!) and this week I was tied to the hip of handbag designer CARRIE VALENTINE as her errand boy bitch. But now it's time to get back to what I do best -- pretending to look busy at work.
Over the next two days expect a fair amount of catch up. Posts on NEW YEARS, SPAIN my trip to the CRITICS CHOICE AWARDS, my predictions for the upcoming GOLDEN GLOBE AWARDS and all the important news of the week (COLIN FARRELL porn tape, BRANGELINA baby, and maybe a thought or two on ARIEL SHARON's condition) TK!
NEW YORK - Dec. 31, 2005. While drunkenly swilling my 32nd vodka tonic at CHINA ONE (Alphabity, what!) I made a solemn promise to DAN OSSIT, my loyal readers and God that I'd be a much more persistent and diligent blogger in '06.
Well here we are today, and I don't even know what the date is. What I do know, is that I haven't blogged since THE CARVER (for those of you still aching to know, good ole JULIAN MCMAHON wasn't lying in that envelope. He said the killer was "the other doctor and the detective. It's a fucking crazy storyline." And by "fucking crazy" he meant "pure, shark-jumping shit.")
Well, today I'm turning over a new leaf. In my defense I have been busy. Last week I was working like a dog until 8 at night for the film company that shall not be named (holla to my confidentiality agreement!) and this week I was tied to the hip of handbag designer CARRIE VALENTINE as her errand boy bitch. But now it's time to get back to what I do best -- pretending to look busy at work.
Over the next two days expect a fair amount of catch up. Posts on NEW YEARS, SPAIN my trip to the CRITICS CHOICE AWARDS, my predictions for the upcoming GOLDEN GLOBE AWARDS and all the important news of the week (COLIN FARRELL porn tape, BRANGELINA baby, and maybe a thought or two on ARIEL SHARON's condition) TK!
posted by Chauncey at 4:15 PM
1 Comments:
i have never heard the term alphabity. i hope i never hear it again. such language is partially why i moved out of manhattan.
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