She wanted me to be on her show. So I went out to Chicago. I drove to her studio. I was in the room waiting to talk to Oprah. They made me change my shirt. I was ready to go. Then I woke up! I have been having some crazy dreams lately. Most of them involve people attacking me. Scary stuff. So, it is probably a good thing I never met Oprah.
Friday, October 23, 2009
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