… but not without the usual hassle of the parking directions being completely wrong and the security force being utterly unfamiliar with the term “press room.” And a momentary panic over computer problem that was, mercifully, easily fixed.
For some reason, the P.A. in the press room is pumping the Greatest Hits of the ’80s. Who did “Jenny 867-5039” again? Lemme out of here. Like they couldn’t have sprung for the remastered Beatles box set?
I’m headed out to the red carpet … because I haven’t sweltered enough walking the mile from the parking lot to the Nokia Theater press room, which is still a mile away from the theater itself.