I just read a headline from The New York Times - Jury Finds Moussaoui Eligible for Execution. Um, eligible? Great. Sign me up.
In other news, looks like I just missed one of many shots to be on Oprah. Tuesday's show is supposed to feature a young girl with mermaid's syndrome (or something to that effect).
It's funny because I just told Rachel earlier today that I believed I suffered from that same syndrome - although my strain features no webbing of the lower extremities. The change in season and atmosphere has left me with skin so scaly and ashen that I found myself watching the Travel channel earlier saying, "Look at this stuff on TV. Isn't it neat ...?"
I just re-applied lotion for the third time today. Nothing is working. I put Vaseline on yesterday, but that was a bit too much. I felt like a piece of chicken that had just waddled in Crisco.
Lastly, have any of y'all ever heard Sharon Stone just talk? She is out there ... she was describing her enthusiasm for her role in Showtime's Huff and she called upon Mr. Rogers for a quote. She breathed that quote, and all it was about was it's good to go to work with a good attitude. She has also been heavily breathing enthusiasm and exuberance with her blitzkrieg of a promo tour for that movie of hers. All of the excessive coverage of Ms. Stone left me wondering ... I haven't been taking notes, but everything she's said sounds a lot like she has read the intro to every self-help book and has attended the first day of a wealth of those seminars ... like she gets what the puzzle as a whole is supposed to look like, but uh, can't be too caught up in the particulars. Nothing she says makes sense (much like this very paragraph), but I feel like somebody else has to have noticed what is wrong with her.
Lastly, for the past 8 days, I have gotten the final Jeopardy correct. Sweet.