Friday night, I went to Bar Chloe in Santa Monica, a really nice cocktail lounge, but the clientele was so white that the second I walked in the door I expected them to buy me a gift card to Anthropologie and could not stop talking about “Mad Men”… After watching Derek Jeter hit a home run on the first pitch he faced after coming off the disabled list, I was out of my mind. That’s breakfast for dinner… Stopped by my brother’s house yesterday, where my niece was cranking One Direction. I gotta say – every one of their songs sounds like they just tried Mountain Dew for the first time.
