Steve Granitz/WireImage.com5:36 p.m.: An announcement may not be glamorous, but this one sure is noisy. The ballroom is jam-packed with reporters jabbering to their cameras and to their editors about (my guess) how there aren't any stars here.
5:37 p.m.: An announcement at the announcement! A voice over the PA system tells us the action (and I paraphrase) will begin in about 20 minutes.
5:38 p.m.: Oh, and apparently I stand corrected. This is not an announcement. It's the announcements!
5:39 p.m.: Well, now I feel underdressed...
5:45 p.m.: The dress code for tonight, by the way, is business attire. Which means, I think, my pants are tax deductible.
5:47 p.m.: It just occurred to me: I might be typing right now at a table where Warren Beatty once buttered a dinner roll.
5:48 p.m.: Just so you know I'm doing my job, I just turned around in my seat to see if anyone was interviewing anybody famous. As far as I can tell, no one is interviewing nobody.
5:49 p.m.: So, back to that whole dinner roll thing...I wonder, should Warren Beatty return to the Globes, if it'll occur to him that he's buttering a dinner roll where I once typed.
5:50 p.m.: Who am I kidding? He'll probably be talking to a star.
5:51 p.m.: Unlike I am.
—Filed by Joal Ryan