There's dinner at George Clooney's house up for grabs in a fundraising campaign for Obama. I've scrounged under the cushions, in the pockets of the kid's uniforms and through every crevice in the car and I've got $8.50 to put forward. It's got to get me in, George can't possibly have a dinner party without me. I bring so much to the event. I'm … [Read more...]