East Is East and West Is West

The Premier Edition of The Hollywood Reporter (as in East Coast edition) was launched on Nov. 2. Since then, I have been working a Sunday-through-Thursday work week with at least two press deadlines every day. It's not as crazy as it sounds and, again, sometimes it is.

In that same period of time, I've been adjusting to the new schedule: On Fridays it feels absolutely wonderful to have the day off (although I went in this last Friday to cover for David D., whose wife had a baby on the 11th). But when Saturday night rolls around, I have the sinking feeling of having to work on Sunday. It's not too bad, though, since I can drive into work without the rush-hour traffic to contend with, and I don't have to be there until about 11 a.m.

Steve's doing fine, except for a hacking cough that comes and goes. We both have the Friday after Thanksgiving off this year, but decided to stay close to home, since my sister Kittie and her husband Dave are coming down to visit and head to Disneyland the next weekend, so we're taking the holiday weekend to clean house and -- just maybe -- put up the Christmas tree (no promises there).

And, because no blog entry should be without a photo, here's a shot of a coin-operated, accordian-playing mime outside the Pompidou museum in Paris. I dropped a two-euro coin in the hat and got maybe 30 seconds of music. That's the French for you.