Life as an Extreme Sport

Sitcom

My life occasionally steps into a sitcom, and then it gets really entertaining. Rachael’s dinner last night was one of those moments. The entire cast of characters, main and supporting, were at the table for dinner, and the result was a lot of belly laughs and sharp comments. I think my favourite line was Sean saying how much he’d been wanting to get his mouth around someone’s big, meaty balls…

(In fact, the two large – and I mean large – meatballs were the source of much humour, quite a bit of it teenage…)

I figure my/our show would be something between Sex and the City and Friends. I mourn for all the poor folks who’ll never catch an episode… 😉

I’m often told that my life should be serialized, or turned into a movie. Since general input has been that it’d be a cute comedy, I don’t mind so much…

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