Well, this is the time that I usually look in my closet to find my dancing shoes, because in Manhattan it’s just about time to go out! Which I do. On a week night. In my dreams.
Tonight, though, we’re staying in here in solidarity with all of our Blogapalooza bloggers. But if you listen closely, you might hear the thump of “Telephone” or "Alejandro" in the background…
(How did I make it to hour 13 without a single Gaga reference?)
13 hours down, just 11 to go!