New York and back, L.A. and back, the Craig Ferguson show, Bryan Burrough’s douchebaggy review in The Washington Post, a whole lot of snow in D.C., and one very tired author …

What a week, what a week. I think I’ve done just about everything I can do for Tinsel. (Can you think of anything else I could have done? Short of breaking into Oprah’s house and threatening her at gunpoint?) I’m ready (almost ready) to let go, and come to an end, at last, of a…

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