Week 3...and feet are swollen

Well, i just finished watching the democratic convention for the last three hours, after promising myself i would pack. But, how can you miss Stevie Wonder, Richardson ( who i was happily questioning for the VP ticket), and then what I will say is the next President of the US. The speech was empowering---making me excited about an election for the first time since Bill Clinton tooted his saxophone on the Arsenio Hall show. Much like the buddhists and MLK, Obama reiterated that "Our destiny is inextricably linked.....we cannot walk alone." And that is where we are headed.....and seeing that my dad was at the "March on Washington" 45 years ago---i feel like i just bathed myself in the ideals that my forefather held almost half a century ago. My apartment in Queens isnt exactly the MALL in D.C.---but i do have a birdbath in the back that looks like the pond that Forrest Gump waded through.

So, today we came seconds close to finishing the LB Remix. We have worked on it the last two days. And, i can honestly say...kicking the irish jig is harder than it looks. Also, we jig like nobody has jigged before. And jigged so hard that some people had to take a lil nap. A lil thing i like to call Becky's Blanky show


So to break up the monotony of the day, we all started to make a few crazy faces.







With free coffee, 2 hours of jumproping, and Jerry getting frustrated because of our lack of concentration........i decided to deepfry a MOONPIE! It is now the official snack of the national tour. But will it change the physique of KIKI THE HAIRDRESSER?



Only time will tell. It will also tell if Kiki's sushi business will pick up off the ground.

Stay tuned....same legally blonde time same legally blonde channel