For the Team

OK-I took one for the team. At the expense of my own dignity. I actually bought and paid for a STAR magazine while standing in line at the grocery store. And everyone noticed: the cashier, the couple in front of me, the man behind me (who seemed waaayyy interested in the cover too), the bagger, the manager, and the twelve people in line behind me. I tried to be subtle. A gentle stretch-as in 'ohhh! my shoulder hurts', then a quick Harry Houdini snatch and grab. Then faster than ol' Saint Nick, I quickly slid the contraband under the whole wheat buns and laid the broccoli over the top-because clearly I am a healthy person who clearly wouldn't read that kind of trash. A natural assumption, right? Buying tabloid fodder is just about as bad as buying beer on a Sunday in the South (Friday night is official beer run night-even Baptists know this). People are gonna talk. So, thank God, I was out of my own zip code when I did the deed. But-ooohhhh!!!!-was it worth it! This is a good one! As a matter of fact I should be done with all the Brad and Angie gore by Wed PM and will be ready to pass it on to some lucky blither blather winner. How do you get your name in the drawing? Why, just leave a comment-and even if I have to pay $10 to mail it to you-I will! All in the name of quality entertainment!