Blast From The Past

I've never felt so swamped with work in my life -- this week is going to be writing and editorial hell.

I'm already praying for Saturday to be here and my deadlines to be over.

The one bright spot as of this moment is that my first TV segment (a Valentine's Day gift guide on presents for gals to get their guys) is coming out this Friday! My pals are already threatening to PVR. Yikes.

So not much time to blog about much today, but my girl Ovitch unwittingly cheered me up by playing a musical blast from the past in her car the other day: Bran Van 3000.

So here's an ode to late 90s teen years and my pseudo-Angeleno roots.