Don’t speak
So, the cold has moved to my throat, and I’m barely able to speak. While this may be good news for some of you, my clients are certainly not benefitting from my husky, froggy quasi-voice.
I went to my creative agency’s Christmas party last night, and I’m sure that didn’t help things. Although I only had one glass of wine (a far cry from last week’s alcoholic binge), and stayed for about an hour and a half.
The good news is that the Red Eye column dropped today. So . . . if you’re not local, visit the RedEye website, and check it out, or if you really want to brave the snow and cold, grab a weekend edition of Red Eye and turn to page 68. It’s all about the importance of not being boring. 
And the good news of last night was that Randal won The Apprentice!! I liked him from the very beginning. I thought it was great that he didn’t allow Trump to also hire Rebecca. He’s such a nice guy that I thought he might cave in, but I liked his quote: “It’s not called the Apprenti.” Kudos to him!!
