Sometimes, it seriously rules to work upstairs from The Hollywood Reporter, especially when they don’t have a conference room of their own and have to borrow ours.  Earlier last week, I rode up in the elevator with Brooke Shields and Jenna Fischer.  I made them both laugh.  Now they both totally want me and will fight over me, naturally.  Then on Thursday, I spotted Mark Harmon, Ted Danson, Blair Underwood, David Spade and Neil Patrick Harris roaming the halls.  I had to restrain myself from telling NPH how legen — wait for it… — dary he is. 

In other news, it was 83 friggin’ degrees at 9am this morning.  In Los Angeles, where it’s supposed to be temperate, and in the cooler section of town, since we’re supposed to be climate-controlled by the ocean breeze.  I invite whoever claimed global warming was a myth to spend a night in my living room.