Crazy Little Thing Called Stress

The moment I walked off the plane, I was greeted by a man holding a sign with my name on it, who then escorted me to a limousine. I had just flown out to Hollywood to tape a talk show on stress. Los Angeles, the epitome of stress, was nothing less than frenetic, from the airport to the freeways to the heart of the city. When I walked into the studio, I thought, You'd need an ax to cut through the tension in this place. People were running around like crazy beauticians from the makeup department...