Ever had one of those days where you feel like a big piece of glass is sticking in your foot? The moment you are finally able to tear off your shoe and hold your foot under a light your boss walks in and asks, “What the hell are you doing?” You respond, “Trying to pull a microchip out of my foot.”
Somehow he doesn’t get your joke and you can’t locate the sharp substance that is tearing at a nerve. Even the slightest amount of pressure makes you want to scream.

I feel off balance like something is about to happen or something already did and I missed it. I cried in the car when I heard a Cyndi Lauper song this morning. A smarter woman would have turned off the radio. I’m not one to cry alone, in the park, or while watching television. It’s the sappy commercials that get me or when I can’t get a hold of my little sister.

I’ve never been a fan of American Idol, for crying out loud they sang Journey songs. But I am addicted to Rock Star INXS.

J.D. Rrrrrow! Jordis stole the show singing, “The Man Who Sold the World” Yeah, I cried during the performance.

I’ll answer your questions this afternoon Kiki trying to wrap things up here before going to Cleveland tomorrow. I still don’t fully understand why the reunion is in Ohio. We’re not from Ohio.