Well, the sun is finally going to come out tomorrow for the parade (yes, I'll need those sunglasses, Deanna)! Unbelievable, as this is already the second wettest June on record (and it's only the 11th).
We managed to make it waaaay across town to the Vietnamese champagne toast. They were just popping the corks when we got there. We ate and Charlie gave them gifts, and then we left. When we got back to the office, we changed into our purple duds purchased just last night and headed to the Royal Purple V.I.P. Party at the Marriott. We walked the four or so blocks.
I got to meet Tom DeSanto (writer and exec producer of X-Men) and Kerry O'Quinn of Starlog
fame. They're in town as judges for the Youth Silent Film Festival. Both were charming and very complimentary of the festival. DeSanto is hot and was very solicitous, practically begging to get me something to drink, even water.
Anyway, we stayed less than an hour, then went back to the office to get ready for tomorrow. We finally got packed up by 10:30 or so and home by 11:00. Now I'm showered and ready to relax and hopefully get a couple hours sleep. I can't believe it will all be over in a little over 12 hours.
Hopefully there won't be breaking news about Kyron Horman, the missing boy from Skyline Elementary. If there is, it will interrupt our telecast, the first time in my career that would happen. Since the outcome is probably not going to be good, it would really be a downer. And considering what a completely screwed up year we've had, it wouldn't surprise me. But I refuse to believe it will happen. Jeff and I made a pact to be positive for the two days we have left.