My press status gets me into a lot of cool stuff - like this invitation to a taping of Mother Huhu's Magic Helpline. I hop a cab crosstown to the Growler Broadcasting Center. There's a huge crowd outside trying to get a peek at the celebrities. Someone starts yelling that Growler Louise has arrived, and the crowd goes nuts. I don't see her, but use the opportunity to push through the throng toward the entrance.
Security is very high.
He studies it carefully, and asks me my name before allowing me to enter the facility. I am directed to Soundstage B where the Magic Helpline is taped. The stage is circular, surrounded by audience on all sides. Mother Huhu's on stage with a piano, a drum kit, a didjeri doo, and a bass, but my eye is drawn to what appears to be a strange pair of gloves, designed for a seven fingered person, on a table next to her. I quietly take a seat.