Throughout this weekend writer Ray Lemoine and others will be contributing short bits of coverage to Defamer from the front lines of the Golden Globes party scene. The first dispatch comes from M.R. Herman.

This hotel, nestled away on a steep hill in West Hollywood, is known for the excess of both its ghosts and living guests. But did you know how exceptional the staff is here? Truly. They are doting and accommodating throughout all stations, effortlessly pleasant to all ye who enter here, celebrity or poseur; wealthy European tourist or lifelong Angelenos.

6:43: Justin Chambers, wearing Keds, talking to very young girl

As part of the Defamer resurrection project, parent company Gawker Media has put me up in the infamous Chateau Marmont for this week. I'm in a garden cottage 83, better known in Hollywood lore as the place where Cheryl Tiegs once climbed the tiny rock fountain after mainlining too much homemade absinthe at Lee Majors' bungalow. So I've heard.

So the email account for ajd@defamer.com is inactive at the moment due to some (ahem) technical difficulties. Reach me here until it's back up. I would like to take this time to thank the many quality applicants who've submitted manifestos so far. If you've been summoned for a drink with me next week in Los Angeles, then that means things are going well for you. If you've received no response from me at this point, it's not a definitive indication that I don't think you're the right fit for the job but that's probably the case. Damn.