George Stephanopolous doesn't look too focused on the chubby guy talking in his face. And no way is that Sam Donaldson's real hair. As expected, the spread is delicious. The desserts are out of this world. She's wearing a rock on her finger the size of a small planet, and it's safe to assume her silk suit didn't come from T.J. Maxx.
Sex is better.
I'd give up chocolate. At the Liberty Ballroom of the Crown Plaza Hotel, the first thing you notice are all the copies of City Paper with Alan Keyes' smiling face staring back at you from the cover. There are several dozen on the table outside, and since it's included in the giveaway goodie bag, many of the 200 or so people attending Keyes' 50th birthday celebration here are reading it. Keyes arrives to enthusiastic applause, and immediately launches into one of his patented diatribes. We must hold true to our values.