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As I write this, it's a few minutes after 8 PM on a breezy but tranquil Wednesday night. I get so tired around 8 PM because the day usually starts at 6 AM for me, partly because I am excited for activity and partly because I don't have drapes or shades and when that sun comes up... Bam! Right in the eyeballs.
The breeze is consistent. The smell of Penobscot Bay salt air combined with pine, birch, shells and shoreline takes me to the happiest place.
I grew up here every summer from the age of 14... I camped with buddies, explored islands, had boathouse parties, a first girlfriend; I went on endless island picnics in our family boat, devouring lobster at every available moment.
I've been coming here too long to let a gray day take a bite out of bliss. The fog brings with it opportunity - to play games, to horse around in boathouses, to paint with watercolors. Today something new happened, a "never before" stroke of luck.
First off, my daughter had mono last month. I must have gotten it from her. I've never had it before so immunity to it was down. Mono stems from the Epstein-Barr Virus and people who have had mono, have an insignificant level of the EBV living in their bloodstream, like a vaccine.
My doctor told me that about 80 to 85% of people get mono before the age of 30 - although not everyone gets it (like chicken pox). I am in that 15% who never did.
Mono is transferred through saliva... kissing, sharing drinks and if you blast out a giant wet sneeze on someone, perhaps then too. Before finding out my 'feeling pretty crappy' was in fact mono, I had kissed my wife. She has had mono... she's doing pretty well right now.
I have been in contact (on phone) with the NBC Universal Medical Director as well as others in her department about the mono... they are fine with my doctor's advice. Go about your life, take it as slow as you can, don't make out with people, share drinks, or sneeze like a hephalump on folks. I can follow that.
The hardest part for me is my radio producer's last day is tomorrow. TV sweeps begins today. I'm needed, especially on radio where the show bears my name.
One final amazing thing is this began with a Tweet. Hello new world.
For more information on mono, see www.mayoclinic.com/
I watched with my kids online and cried for her. For all the times she was made fun of in life, the boys who teased her... I created multi-layered scenarios of how lonely and overlooked she has been in life and how this moment was ultimate vindication and emancipation.
This is classic 'never judge a book by it's cover' material. My kids, who are already kind and clique-free in school (thanks mostly to their awesome attentive mom) drank this moment in too.
It's everything you want to say to your children... and both are spared the lecture - just hit play.
Justin Long owes me an apology and Ellen owes Justin Long an apology. Neither needs to be a long apology. Ha ha!
Yesterday on "Ellen," Justin shared a story about being on the red carpet at the premiere of "The Break-Up" starring Vince Vaughn and Jennifer Aniston, the film that brought them together as a couple.
Justin said that I had asked him about his worst break-up on the red carpet.
At that moment, his current breakup, unbeknownst to the public, was fresh... the day before. So he began to tell me. He said I was looking over his shoulder at Jennifer Aniston because she had just arrived - i.e. that I was blowing him off.
What kind of vacuous superficial guy would do that?
Apparently me!
Not so!
He smoked some pot at a party and someone took a photo. A tabloid from another country, perhaps eager to knock a symbol of American greatness, published it.
Other cool, rap-listening, video game and poker-playing dudes have looser rules to live by. Michael has big-time sponsors relying on his All-Americanism. Imagine his team of handlers, agents and his MOM hunkering down in lead agent Peter Carlisle's office at The Octagon Sports Agency freaking out about which sponsors might bail. It's got to be happening.
In short, if you're any good, "it happens." Ryan is and thus it can happen. Most red carpet mic holders are so safe and buttery that they make the whole "arrivals" thing fodder for haters.
But apparently it's Seacrest's turn in the barrel right now.
Tuesday night he high-fived a blind guy... Hey, it happens. Realizing it quickly, Ryan made up for it by telling the guy and taking his hand to complete the universal sign of approval. Scott McIntyre, the contestant, didn't care... Why should anyone else?
It happens, especially with the big stars that arrive late, that sometimes you get them, sometimes you don't.
Then, someone showed me this from an Us Magazine posting today:
"Jolie and Pitt did stop for NBC's Billy Bush, but Seacrest said, 'there's an NBC deal there. NBC hosted the Globes, and they have a deal to talk to the people who come to the Globes.
"Here's what I realized when I went down there,' Seacrest went on. 'I realized quickly that it's against the rules to walk down onto the carpet from the platform."
Ryan must be assuming I was doing the official NBC pre-show whose producers, like all those running official live telecasts, try as hard as they can to set up commitments from stars in advance.
As far as content, I've had over 60 guests in a month from Mariah to Madonna, Julia Roberts, Jack Nicholson, Trump, Eva, Sarah Jessica, on and on.
Here's a recap of just last night (easiest to remember):
"Idol" winner David Cook in studio... spoke about the moment he won, his brother's ordeal and the bracelets he wears for him, a little girl with leukemia and others, why he cried... really good.
Denise Richards... refuting Charlie Sheen's attacks on her about an alleged email he says she sent him "asking him for his seed" (gross, but news handled gently).
Eva Longoria Parker calling in from Malibu where she and Tony are meeting with inspectors at the new house they just bought. She says Tony wants babies now and so she's going with it (actively trying to get pregnant - big).
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Since joining the board of Lollipop Theater Network a couple years ago, I have found myself getting more and more involved. Frankly, it's impossible not to when one considers the mission of Lollipop: we bring movies currently showing, and, when possible, the stars of the films, to children who are confined to the hospital. No kid should be cut off from the world his or her friends know every day, to battle illness.
The laughter and the normalcy can help a child to fight illness and stave off fear. When I think about a child laying in isolation surrounded by wires, tubes, beeping devices, it crushes me. Light, laughter, entertainment, and distractions of a childlike nature are essential. We provide that.
TMZ is an establishment Hollywood
production... The two camera operators apprehended last night are Warner
Bros./Telepictures employees from a show that airs on a broadcast network.
TMZ is the first example of a Hollywood
establishment getting into the renegade hounding business that the paparazzi
have created.
All shows have shot on the sidewalk before,
but not as a result of following a star wherever they go, every day, every
hour... While that may not qualify as "stalking" legally, it's
something pretty darn close in my opinion.
It's pretty outrageous.
In this world, since Warner Bros. is home to
a lot of stars, you have the hunters and the hunted on the same company
payroll.
My understanding is that most of the TMZ
photographers are young kids, handed cameras and told to go out and get it. It's
kind of a fun post-college gig at first look. What do they tell their parents,
"I'm a videographer, mom!"
If they're straight with themselves, it's,
"Mom, I'm a paparazzo... don't tell dad."
It's like the ultimate curse on a professional talker.
Michael e-mailed me last Friday inquiring about my absence (nice of him to notice), and not wanting to encourage speculation I did what always happens in Hollywood I told it to him straight.
I think its been festering for months, but now, with 72 hours of a strong antibiotics in my bloodstream, the base in my voice is returning. I seem to finally be healing.
In October and November, I was conscious of strained vocal chords. In January, it was almost totally unmanageable. Early this month, I was done. I prayed, I pleaded, I went to the doc every day.
A few weeks ago, after church, I walked around to the "prayer rail," where trained healers help people pray for whatever ails them. I shared in some moment.
I knelt at the rail, laid my hands into those of a stranger, and when I briefly looked up into the eyes of this person, I recognized him. He was a regular cast member on “The West Wing.”
So there's faith in Hollywood! It was classic.
In this process, I have also learned something about doctors that I'd like to share with you: Many of them are not receptive to the idea that there might be "something more" to what are some standard symptoms. They see a problem and they throw out a solution or worse, give you a quick fix (I took EVERY medication imaginable).
Many doctors have lost the intellectual curiosity that lured them into the field in the first place. You can see it in their demeanor.
”Entertainment Tonight” and “The Insider” ran a promo tonight for their Heath Ledger drug use video, which they "reportedly" (love that lawyer enforced word) bought for a couple hundred thousand dollars. A still frame of this video which shows Heath apparently doing cocaine ran on the east coast feed of “ET,” but on the west coast feed, the tasteless still shot was replaced with a shot of someone's feet (Heath’s, I guess). The voice over by Mary Hart had not changed, however. She still spoke of the incriminating scene and still promo'd the full video tomorrow.
Yes, the still shot was just a taste. Tomorrow is Day 1 of the sweeps ratings period.
Gross. Totally gross.
And add to that some predictability:
”ET” and “The Insider” higher ups released this tonight:
"Out of respect for HEATH LEDGER's family, ‘Entertainment Tonight’ and ‘The Insider’ have decided not to run the Heath Ledger video which has been circulating in the world media,"
"Out of respect" — Oh my. How about, "in response to a letter of outrage, written by Heath's publicist, circulating the industry hotter and faster than nude Brangelina photos could, we have decided to duck and run here.” That would be refreshingly honest.
