I'm blowing up balloons for my birthday show next week. I know what you're saying, "Ellen, isn't your birthday in January?" And to that I would say, "Yes, and thank you for paying attention." I'm just now having my 50th birthday party because I wanted to give everybody the gift of... patience. You're welcome.
I'm looking forward to next week, but this past week was a doozy. That was a big balloon -- head rush --
• I drank vodka with Sean Combs aka P. Diddy aka Diddy aka Dapper (that's what I call him).
• I went all the way to Chicago and did a great big show in the rainy, chilly, windy city. Robin Williams was there. I don't think the cold bothers him... he moves around a lot.
• One of my favorite singers, Alicia Keys, came by and sang for us.
• And, interestingly enough, Ashton Kutcher was here and sang for us too.
• We finished the week with an audience full of first-time expectant mothers! Nobody went into labor, but I thought one of them might when they saw all the gifts we were giving away... I'm glad I didn't have to blow up balloons for that show... I just remembered something -- I hate balloons.