Hollywood Elsewhere’s downgraded (i.e., GENERAL press pass rather than EXPRESS) Sundance Film Festival starts today. Well, tomorrow morning. Right now I’m Vegas-bound. Southwest Burbank flight about to leave. Sunny skies. All is well. Or, you know, good enough.
An older guy in the lounge: “You look like a musician.” Me: “I’m a journalist.” Older guy: “Whaddaya think of Trump?” Me: “I think he’s a beast…an abomination.” Older guy: “Did you ever meet him?” Me: “Oh, riiight. I haven’t personally met him so I should reserve judgment…is that it?” Older guy: “So you preferred Hillary?” Me: “I didn’t like her that much, but I voted for her. It was the only sane thing to do.”
