"You're sitting in Barbra Streisand's seat," said the limo driver.

I was on my way to LAX to fly back to New York after a whirlwind day and a half out west. Needless to say I nearly smacked my head against the roof of the car, I was so excited. But more on that later.

I'd come to LA to present a field piece for The Tonight Show. The piece was a look at preparations for the Democratic National Convention in Denver. I wore a stunning blue jacket from Paul Stuart. Blue for the Democrats. In September I'll be presenting a similar piece about preparations for the RNC and I'll be wearing the same linen jacket in red. (I have still another model in yellow which I'll wear if I end up doing a piece on an Independent candidate.) Below is the full piece. It's a little grainy here. (For a clearer, but shortened version, click here instead):

I love doing The Tonight Show. The writer/producer with whom I work, Anthony Caleca, is hysterically funny and a great guy. And the legend himself, Jay, is animated by his love of performing. (Rarer than you may think among comics.) Jay is happy, hardworking and good to the people who work for him. He gives me presents – and I like presents.

My only complaint is the heinous Hilton hotel I'm put up in, in Universal City. Hiltons are usually nice but this one is, quite simply, a house of horrors...