The best part, of course, is when they talk about my site. The worst part is when they move away from the topic of my site.
Homme, the guy with the super sexy Demi Moore type voice, wants to see more riders out at the track. Does that mean he is going to be racing at the track next year instead of sitting in the stands and throwing popcorn? I’ll make a deal: If Homme races at the track next year then so will I.
Super-Rookie wants to keep Bergman from lapping the field next year. I noticed that he is not volunteering to be the guy that keeps Bergman from lapping the field next year. I guess that means that I’ll have to do it.
I went in for my first physical therapy session on the shoulder this morning. Linsey from the track was my PT. We both looked at each other like we knew each other, then we realized that we did.
She thinks that I’ll be good as new, or at least as good as I was before the carnage, in 8 weeks or so. Kick ass!
Linsey told me she is racing for Grumpy’s next year. I thought that team folded up?
I don’t know what went wrong in that woman’s life that makes her need to buy friends and fans, but it’s pretty pathetic.
A couple of years ago she hosted her “Legends Lunch” where she invited all the famous black women to her place for snacks. Singers, dancers, models, actresses, artists, play writes, poets, you name it. They were all there, it was a big deal. So they get together for a group picture and who puts herself front and center? Oprah. She needs to be the absolute focus.
That night she hosted a formal dinner where all guests were required to wear black and white. All except Oprah. She wore red. The center of attention.
I feel bad for Oprah. She obviously has self esteem and image problems. She should quit that teevee show and get some help.
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