It's amazing what you miss when you sequester yourself in an all-male resort in Palm Springs for the weekend. Iran is now Egypt, Valentine's day was a whirl-wind of dinner and a scary movie(!), and the Grammy Awards were on. From all accounts the show was a massive improvement over the yawn-fest of a few previous years. A highlight was Lady Gaga's arrival in her egg. Her performance was latex-y as were her dancers. The egg may not be latex, but I'd sure like one anyways. Full of J-Lube.
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