I was at my mom’s house today for some free grub, and she was was watching a rerun of Oprah. It was a compilation of old segments that wowed and moved her (Oprah, not my ma, as far as I know), and I was regarding it without being wowed and/or moved. Sure, Criss Angeland David Blainecan be interesting, and Terry Fator and Paul Potts’ stories are inspiring, but otherwise, meh…
Then Faith appeared (this is not the actual show footage, but you’ll get the gist of it):
Instant tears. Let me say this: there is no amount of free food that makes my sudden outpouring of emotion worth it. Almost no amount of food (a pepperoni pizza with Cajun crust and double cheese is a good start).
(SIDENOTE: In regard to Opie & Anthony, the third segment of the above video – I didn’t know assholes could walk on two legs.)
On the lighter side of doggy’s overcoming obstacles:
I must confess. That header probably indicates way more excitement than my actual dream entailed. What made this dream stay with me was the fact that it was so unbelievably dumb, it awakened me giggling. It wasn’t laughing, it wasn’t chortling… it was merely tee-hee.
The fight in question: Blowfish vs. Starfish.
(Sort of) Artistic Representation
Now where could this dream have originated in my subconscious? It could have been from watching this preview:
Not only is Renegadethe star, but Deborah/Debbie Gibson is Acting! in this CGI monstrosity as well? Sign me up! (You see, Debbie Gibson is my first concert experience and an early crush… *blush*)