Okay, so this must be why I wore these ridiculous, fabulous, four-inch heels.
Wow, those lights are bright. It's a good thing too -- otherwise I'd be able to see all those faces out there looking at me.
The last time I got called up on a stage this way -- back in 1991, I'd guess -- I wound up doing my one and only stage dive. It's tempting, but I don't think Scott's table is really ready to catch me.
I'd do just about anything for Tamara the Trapeze Lady.
A riding crop? Really?
Ouch.
I really am 39 now.
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This I should not have missed!
i'm with trellis!
Don't worry, we were there for you -- with arms outstretched and mouths agape!
This post is nothing without accompanying pictures! :-)
- MissJenn
NOW you tell me, Scott... Next year for sure!
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