

Day 2

Good morning... or as they say in- in that certain rich hippie way. The first night of the four day drunk fest is over and I'm not feeling too bad considering how much I drank last night.The dinner was fine. Who knew moose would work so well in a stew? The flan was also not too bad. I was seated betweenand(Mogul? Really?).Thatguy was fine butwas a pain in my ass. I tried to change seats but no one would do it.It seemswas pissed off that some blogger in my enormous company made some crack that "Facebook Is Worthless" . I have thousands of employees. I can't be bothered about one freakin' blogger. What a punk ass dope!The drinking went well into the night. Rupert Murdoch Terry Semel and I held court innear the. As I said yesterday , bartendermakes the best freakin' dirty martinis I've ever had. I suck 'em down like water.Unfortunately, the night had to end and this morning began at 5:00 a.m. with the ridiculouschoral arrangement / wake up call (written by Michael Eisner years ago) played over loud speakers to urge us all to:This annoying, horrible song repeats and repeats until we all gather out in the(a name that seriously needs to be changed. We are far from "common". I have suggested "or).After we assembled for calisthenics led by Bob Iger (a non-starter for me and almost all of the),fanfare is played while theflag is raised up the flagpole.We then recite(which I will not repeat - but involves words like "integrity", "philanthropy" and "quality"). All bullshit if you ask me. But there were a few guys ( Jeffrey Katzenberg and Harvey Weinstein to name a couple) who were reciting it as though they were brainwashed North Korean school children. They were in tears as they pledged to be the best mogul they could be.After an awkward group embrace, we were sent our own way byfor bike riding, tennis or our own private "thinking time" by theWe then gathered in the "Great Hall of the Moguls" for a breakfast of waffles and our choice of sausage made from wild game that was recently shot on a local hunting farm. Antelope seems to be favorite among media moguls. The tech moguls go right for the bacon made from wild boar.So that's been my morning. I passed on going to several little panel groups and am about to have my first cocktail. Jeff Zucker and Peter Chernin are sneaking out of thepanel and joining me to watch the Spain / Germany World Cup match Hopefully, something interesting is planned for tonight. I'm so unbelievably bored.