I’m assuming that everyone is watching The Golden’s tonight…you know, the award show where, if you win, you say “I’d like to thank the Hollywood Foreign press”…and not all those folks who plop down hard earned cash to go see some of this slop.

If there is one person I want to win, it is Meryl Streep for “The Devil Wears Prada.”

I know it’s a silly-ish film…but since I started my career in publishing, there were many scenes in it that seemed so relevant to me.

Especially, the character Ms. Streep played…she reminded me of my first crazy boss in publishing, who once said to me in a very soft, ironic yet totally vicious tone of voice:

“Darling, if you can’t learn to Xerox properly, you’ll never amount to anything in publishing.”

I cried…went out for drinks and commiserated with my pals…but then, got pretty far in publishing…I learned a lot.

I will Never, ever forget her mean comment…but at the same time, I took her comment seriously and did in fact learn to present my work correctly and with pride.

Slowly, I have become maddeningly sleep deprived. Developing ideas, worrying about, and simply obsessing about about The Pet Set leaves me on avarage with about 3.5 hours of sleep each night.

So, After a long 20.5 hours of work, who doesn’t just love to plop in front of the TV for an evening’s worth of fabulous sitcoms, dramadies and cop shows? But gosh, there’s so much from which to choose!

Um…shockingly, no, there is not. Does anyone know how to write or ACT? (Sorry House fans, I don’t get time to see that one too much.)

I have to say, aside from a select few, such as Grey’s Anatomy or NBC’s 30 Rock, my favorite TV season is a disaster.

Except for one oddball commercial — the Geico Insurance caveman TV spots. I love everything about the caveman series; but this one in particular, in which the actual caveman character is disgruntled after seeing a giant caveman print ad in an airport, is simply genius.

The genius part of it all is that somehow they take a such a hot topic as cultural diversity, and put it together to sell something as boring as car insurance.

Hilarious…the music is impeccable, the copy is understated and the acting is wonderful. The whole thing is “under-the-top” — which I guess is the irony of it all.

Now if only the Hollywood know-it-alls could take their cue from Geico…maybe we’d be watching more interesting TV shows this fall. Thank goodness for you Tina Fey, I love you too.

I think people should take a break from speaking for awhile. I blame two reasons for, what I observed to be, uncontrollable and inane blathering: cell phones and Hollywood.

This post goes out specifically to a woman in my nail salon who, for an entire 2 hours!–was speaking very loudly on her cell-phone to–I now know–her daughter–who apparently is a bride’s maid in an upcoming wedding. She has a low-cut dress, has not received directions to the church and the limo will be there at 1:00pm!

My work schedule has been quite insane lately, and I was really looking forward to a nice, leisurely and quite mani/pedi session. ($20 on Weds…lol) I can’t say this more clearly…shut up and shut off your phone! Can you hear me now?

Secondly, Hollywood…they all need to shut up too. In the specific case of Christina Aguilera the infraction is more of a generation-canyon thing than a sheer rudeness thing.

In a recent “People Magazine” photo, she is shown wearing a vintage (or Madaonna) looking outfit. The caption reads–”I’m inspired by the 20s, 30s and 40s–they’re such feel-good periods.” Ahem…Wall Street crash, The Great Depression and World War II. Not so feel good.

Two words for Ms. Aguilera: History Channel.