Okay, first off, I dunno that interesting describes Dakota.

She’s got one of those uber-sexy voices (I can only sound like that right before I get laryngitis).

I’ve seen mimes use their hands less than Dakota.

She’s got a guy that seems to suit her to a T–I finally got to meet both R & Dakota, after reading about R for the past year or two, and talking to Dakota off and on for two or three years.

She also has this very frightening, disturbing quirk-she likes cameras.  As in having them pointed her way and used.  She …gasp…. likes having her picture taken.  Is that possible?  😮

I crashed her party, had some free wine (always a good perk) and some appetizers, watched as she posed with cover models and talked with R, Jaynie and a lady who’s name escapes me (Jaynie, if you’re reading… who was it that does that fantastic imitation of Dakota?)

Come Saturday, I think Dakota had even less of a voice than me, poor lady.  That air in the hotel, man, I’m telling you–murder, it was murder.  But I have no doubt that Dakota’s raspy drawl will be back soon–and my much less attractive voice.