PeeKay has given me, Sharondarella, the awesome responsibility of trying to fill her blog while she is gone on vacay! I don't know if I am up to the task, seeing as how I haven't had a burrito in ages, don't have any seedlings, (then again, neither does she, heh-heh-heh!) Bug-Getta Slug Killa, and no knowledge I can contribute to her obviously well-informed soccer-babble. :) I do, however, have the distinction of being the one who got to watch the end of the Washington/Atlanta game and try to interpret what was happening, so she could hear what was going on as she sat in the non-flow of traffic heading out of Long Island.

So maybe I prematurely predicted the end of the game during a contested goal, 2 minutes or so before the actual game ending goal ... but, hey, I don't see that as a problem! Obviously I am missing out on a prolific career ... if animals can correctly predict the outcome of various sporting games, how about me? I am a few steps up the food chain from the garden variety pig and rat, so you'd think that'd count in my favor, yes? :)

Maybe I could even start my own television show, like that man who has a studio filled with hysterical people who are convinced he can link them to their dearly departeds on the 'other side' ... I could bill myself as 'Sharondarella, The Mystically-Inclined Madam' (that's an interesting picture, isn't it? Look out Heidi Fleiss!) The drawback to this plan is I don't think I'd like the idea of communing with those who have 'moved on'; there seems to be some anger associated with the 'other side' ... if you doubt me, go watch Poltergeist. I've seen it and who can dispute what they did to the property value of that house? It would suck to pay a mortgage on a property that's been decimated by ghostly ghoulies. ;) The only way I'd agree to dealing with the ghosties is if they'd agree to be like a transparent detective Monk, (if you haven't seen the show, you must watch, I insist!) all-knowing, brilliant deductors of all things wrong. Perhaps they could even help me locate things I've lost over the years? That missing, winning lottery ticket, the marbles I lost long ago, my virginity, my heart which I last saw when I was in San Francisco... ;)

This sounds better all the time! It'll be The Ultimate Reality Show, and much more believeable than any of those currently on air!

So, on a side note, do you think PeeKay is already regretting turning over some of her blogspace to me? ;) Thank you for bearing with me on my first attempt to do the Blog. Have a great Labor Day Weekend, and PeeKay, have SUCH FUN in OBX! :)

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