Barb Taub

“Want to come to the Emmys with me?”

My daughter called me a few weeks ago from New York, where she’s head writer for a hit TV show, Full Frontal With Samantha Bee, which had collected a batch of nominations for both weeks** of the Emmys. At first I wasn’t sure if I could accept. (What if they find out I haven’t had a TV in twenty years? Will they even allow me into California?) But a quick google-check revealed there would be $30-thousand gift bags. I was SO in.

**[NOTE: If you’re like me—and the other 99% of Americans—you had NO idea there are so many Emmy awards they have to hand them out over two weeks. Of course, they save the sexy ones like “Best Supporting Actor In A Comedy Documentary Short That None Of Us Actually Watched But We Heard Was Super Good” for the second…

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