Maura is in L.A. for New Year’s Eve and I do not approve! Mostly because she’s M.I.A. this morning–probably sleeping on company hours because it’s, like, what 2 a.m. out there right now?–and I’ve already popped the $3.50 “sparkling wine,” meaning in about 20 minutes I shouldn’t be left in charge of the small appliance of your choice. (C’mon, it’s a half-day.) Maybe she’s not asleep…maybe she left us for Hollywood? Or maybe she got off the bus ala Axl and now has teased bottle blonde hair and an embittered attitude towards American society? Either way, I’m worried. UPDATE: She’s alive. Also, I guess “an embittered attitude towards American society” wouldn’t be a wholly new development.
Frank Black – “Los Angeles” [YouTube]