The Laughing Academy

Hellloooooooooo! I’m home from the Dances of Vice Golden Age of Hollywood New Year's Eve party! And pretty well schnockered, hence all the exclamation points! (My spelling, however, remains immaculate; good to know that English major is good for something.) Also, I kissed the piano player!

At some point there may be pictures! But for now, I'm going to drink a lot of water, maybe eat some mint chocolate chip ice cream, and go to bed. (Hopefully I'll wake in time for the 1 p.m. screening of Hoppity Goes to Town at Film Forum; I already paid for a ticket, after all...)

Best wishes to...shoot, tacologic's friend and her boyfriend, Josh; Mindy (red hair, white gloves, rings) and Kevin (Army(?) uniform); Jim in the white tie; David, who danced with me; um, the other fella who danced with me (sorry); and all the friendly people on the subway.

Happy New Year!

Yep, nothing kicks off a new year like the discovery that your upstairs neighbor's toilet has been running constantly and leaked several inches of water into your bathroom.

Toilet roll? Ruined.

Bathmat? Soaked.

Cosmetics stowed on the wire shelves over the toilet? Hastily evacuated to the hallway. Hopefully, all the containers are well sealed.

I tried to take pictures, but I couldn't see what I was doing too well because I was afraid to turn on the overhead light fixture, what with it overflowing with pale brown water.