So far, 45 is divine, even if it IS half-way to 90. Saw Bruce Springsteen last night (I was 16 when I saw him last), and if this most recent concert didn't quite reach the transcendent level I experienced in high school, it was amazing seeing a performer who so clearly loves what he does and puts his absolute all into it. Amazing, amazing energy--I sang and danced and clapped pretty much the whole time, and you KNOW it's got to be good if it gets me dancing. Singing yes, dancing, no.
But Bruce makes me move.
Making progress on the book. Hired a web team to come up with a site for me; reviewing a proposal from a publicist. All exciting, new stuff. Just got to stay disciplined to get it all done.
Above, scenes from Wednesday night's Off Road Girls' meeting--our semi-regular martini-drinking, career-strategizing, man-and-magazine gossiping gatherings that are as close to a real-life Sex and the City as you can get (without all that sex). And an annual SELF summer gathering, at an undisclosed posh location.
Wish I knew how to migrate photos from my iPhone onto my computer or I'd share my Bruce snaps with you! Party in the Meadowlands!
Ciao amici--
Paola
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