Can I apply for the charge card of the celebrities, where you never have to pay the bill?

Yet another reader wonders why I passed the opportunity to blog about the Trump wedding. Not that Ocean is known for its society-gossip (please, no jokes about how I don’t know one Hollywood personality from another), but there was something especially compelling (therefore bloggable) about the idea of the richest man in the world getting married for free (as you’ll note here, most of the standard wedding expenses were donated, because Trump is so damn rich that he is a desirable candidate for free goods and services, simply for the publicity of it all).

My answer: I do not know sometimes why I do the things I do, nor what propels me to blog about the things I blog about. The Trump wedding would, indeed, seem like a good post candidate, especially since the Trumps are just about neighbors. [Indeed! As I posted earlier, I have a “second residence” this year in New York which happens to be very proximate to such luminaries as the Trumps. That makes them candidates for friendly, neighborly gestures, such as borrowing a cup of sugar from one another, or shoveling each other’s sidewalk. Or am I too *Wisconsin* in my thinking?]

In fairness, it is reported that Trump has refused the generous services of hairstylists, preferring to mess with his own coiffure. Luminaries have no shame.