Everyone should listen to: Spirit in the Sky by Norman Greenbaum. And follow it up with some underwear-dance-party. I am so happy to be back in Seattle, it felt surreal last night. Which is probably why when the quart of gin was brought out...I pounced. Word from the morning after: don't double fist red wine and gin. Another word from the morning after: Don't have a conversation with your most recent ex as to why you terminated the relationship...after drinking your body weight in alcohol. Oh...but DO give yourself a drunk haircut. I gave myself some Betty Page bangs and hacked my hair a bit shorter. Tell me what you think.