I don't know that I've made it clear by now, but Hugh Laurie is the bee's knees, the bomb, the cat's jam jams. The fabulousness that is Hugh Laurie knows no bounds. Case in point, he has embarked on a musical journey that has lead him to my birthplace (so by default, right to me). Tonight at 9 on PBS Hugh gets down in a special concert with the New Orleans musical elite (Dr. John, Allen Toussaint, Irma Thomas). I have a feeling he's going to hold his own. Like Hugh, my soul is fed by these musical greats. My soul is also fed by scarves, handbags and reruns of Ab Fab.