I HEART WARREN BEATTY

I love him. That's all.

That's me next to him.

Not his sister.

If I ever met him, that's what I do. Smell his ear or something.

I was singing "You're So Vain" while wishing I was living in 1961 this weekend.

Here's something fun... click here for an open letter to Carly Simon. If you need encouragement, here's an excerpt:

"Look, we could bicker over these particulars all day long and accomplish little. My chief quarrel with you is more existential: I know the song is about me, so how does recognizing that fact make me vain? Honestly, if someone shouted "Hey, Carly Simon!" at you and you turned around, would that be a sign of vanity? No. It would be a simple recognition of reality. If the song were actually about Spiro Agnew and I thought it was about me, that would be vain. But your use of the second person ("you're so vain") combined with the details about the horse and the jet and the apricot scarf, leaves no doubt. So I'm vain? I'm not deaf, is more like it. "

Thanks to Patrick for the link.