Dined yesterday evening with with NR’s very own Rob Long, one of Hollywood’s most accomplished writers and producers, and with my musician friend, Mike Cialdella (for whose astonishingly beautiful work, click here). The first four topics of conversation? Valet parking, all the trouble that Rob has been having casting the male lead in his new sitcom, Michael Eisner versus Michael Ovitz, and Chinese versus Thai techniques of massage. (Mike explained that not long ago he had permitted a Thai masseuse to walk up and down his back, an event that had nearly crippled him, whereupon Rob rejoined that at least once a week he pays a Chinese masseur twenty bucks to tiptoe along his spine and has never had any but the happiest of results.)

My, but I love this town.