The room was abuzz with vibrant energy. We’d just spent the evening celebrating boxing’s greatest, Muhammad Ali, but as all good things must, this unforgettable party had come to an end.  Walking through the ballroom as the crowd headed out, I spotted Sylvester Stallone. He was strolling up a ramp from the lower floor, trailed by a group of young women. Similar to the gaggle of girls I’d later see protecting Scott Baio, this entou...

In 1988, a groundbreaking sitcom took the country by storm. Roseanne distorted the image of the buttoned-up American family and presented us with a new, sarcastic middle-American version. Thi...

Well, smack my ass and call me Judy. This was fantastic! Back at the Muhammad Ali fund raiser, Roast Thi...

Jerry said it himself, “The show is stupid.”  Wigs were yanked off, chairs were thrown, and there was often a good pie-in-the-face mome...

Working in the creative department of an advertising agency is lively, but it’s not all fun and games. The pursuit of artistic satisfa...

I was at the Century Plaza Hotel for a sensational gala—a comedic roast of Muhammad Ali. He was in the hot seat but he wasn’t concer...

A friend invited me to meet her for breakfast at a local coffee shop. I was tempted, but it was raining outside, and to us Angelinos thi...

Famous people often get a bad rap for being self-absorbed, but Emmy-nominated actress Yvette Nicole Brown is a perfect example of ho...

It was a cold December evening and I was with some friends at The Actors’ Gang experimental theater in Culver City. We were fe...

Interrupting celebrities during their private time is off limits, but how private is the moment when they are on public display? Smoochi...

If it weren’t for Norman Lear’s chutzpah in the 1970s, our society never would have been able to enjoy such game-changing telev...

It was opening night and the theater was packed. Throngs of people had come out to enjoy Bill Maher’s controversial docume...

I was standing in the front room of the Subliminal Projects Gallery excited for my opening night attendance of the lates...

Meanwhile, in Santa Monica, I was still chatting with Harrison Ford. He and I had wrapped up our photo shoot when, being a team player, h...

I was in Hollywood enjoying a warm summer night at a party that was brimming with good-looking, surgically enhanced women. FHM hosted t...

Sushi is not for me, but this was a first-class Japanese restaurant at the Santa Monica airport. My friend and I had finished eating an...

Don’t let the blonde hair fool you. This lady is a powerhouse. Oh, she’s cute as a button in her little tank-top and tight blue jeans, so...

It was a breezy Friday afternoon and I was at a local homeopathic pharmacy. The store was filled with herbs, extracts, pills, and poti...

I was sitting in a nondescript conference room at a plush hotel in Beverly Hills. The beige walls, carpet, and chairs weren’t doing anyt...

Back when I was working in advertising, my creative partner and I wrote a TV commercial starring Dick Van Dyke. It was a qui...