It's August 17th and I am way behind in my blog writing. Here's the thing - we had a major comedy show with Mo'Nique, George Lopez and Dane Cook back in May (or was it June??) and I kept postponing my post because I wanted it to be really juicy and REALLY good. That show had so may elements to it, and I wanted to do a give you the chocolate-bar-inside- the-Good-Humor-ice-cream-bar inside scoop. (If you haven't had one of those ice cream bars with the chocolate bar centers, you're missing something.) Well, next thing I know it's August 17th. There's postponing - and then there's plain "you ain't getting to it -- ever -- sister." The biggest takeaway for me from producing that show was this: what makes one person bust a gut laughing can leave another person staring stone-faced at the person busting a gut thinking "just WHAT is she laughing at? That's not funny. It's stupid. Geesh." A few other things I learned: Mo'Nique is a sweetheart and actually sent me and another producer flowers to say thank you (for what - I don't know. She did all the work.) George Lopez for all his fame is still unpretentious enough to leave his real cellphone number on my answering machine. "Hi, Caroline. It's George." Just George. Like we're buddies! Love that! Kept the message. And Dane Cook is a total professional who works very hard at making comedy look easy. And it is not. But man, he and George and Mo'Nique were FUNNY.

So after that show, we worked for a few weeks and then went on summer hiatus (which I assure you I do NOT take for granted. Please refer back to my first post if you need a refresher on how lucky I feel to work here). After the cruise (Oprah treated the staff and their families to a cruise for two weeks) I came back and while riding a bike, got my tire stuck in a train track, fell and broke my wrist. I had surgery and my wrist now sports a metal plate and two huge pins that stick out the side and remind me of Frankenstein. I'm typing this with one finger on my right hand. Don't cry for me, Argentina, I'm hopefully getting pins out this week and then can type like the wind and write a longer, juicier post.

Here's what the team is working on if you want to throw your ideas in the mix: people who are famous for the wrong reasons. You know, an athlete who should be famous for some athletic achievment but ends up in the paper because of some other kind of scandal. Or a private citizen who is thrust into the spotlight all-of-a-sudden, and becomes a household name. Ideas, anyone?

- Caroline