|Champagne on the plane. Going 425mph really brings out the bouquet.|
Today marks two weeks since I've moved into my new neighborhood. In that time I've done extra work on a television show (I played an upscale New Yorker), and three times my trips to the local grocery store have been somewhat disrupted by movie premieres. Oh, and another disruption by a star-on-the-walk-of-fame ceremony. All welcome distractions, of course.