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One quick post never hurt anyone
I wrote about the hysterical new collection “Mortified,” which comes out today.
Be sure to check out their book signing tonight at 7 p.m. at Barnes & Noble Astor Place. A lot of the contributors will be there in person.
Awesome. Bye. See you next week, when because of my retarded productivity this will be actually be my brand spanking new all prettied-up Web site (sans kittens) which Lester and I have been working on all week.
Oh, and if I do end up doing this radio show I’ll post on Friday. Yeah. Bye. K.I.T.
This is the most retardedly productive writing weekend I’ve had in a long time
So I’m taking this whole week off to continue the chain of productivity. Also I think it’s finally time I come up with a really killer “Brokeback Mountain” joke.
Big ups, meditation
My colleague Danica Lo talks a bit about a “Spring Cleaning” story we did for The Post testing out different holiday detoxes. I did meditation. She did fasting. You can read about it here. Also check out the rest of her blog done to coordinate with her excellent book “How Not To Look Fat.”
Feeling lucky
RAY Romano had a good time in Las Vegas at HBO’s “Comic Relief” last weekend. But his wife, Anna, had even more fun, he told The Post’s Mandy Stadtmiller in the green room at Caesars Palace. “She’s getting free stuff and she’s seeing the ‘Desperate Housewives’ men and the ‘Entourage’ men,” Romano said after his performance to benefit Katrina victims. “She’s seeing all these sexy men and then later she’ll go back to the room with me. So if she’s not too drunk, it may be a day that I circle in my calendar. You figure it out!“





