Here's the grapeshot

I've had surgery and that's too bad - very, very bad. I've played the Dodgers this week, a team with so many girls on it that I just can't believe it. I'm the only girl on the Rockies, you know, except for the moms. While the keyboard is typing I'd like to talk a little bit about jokes. But maybe a big bit. How is Charlie doing on the roof? How is Lenny the Alien doing? But what about Bert Blyleven? How is his hair, of course? And how old are you? But, how small are you? How tall are you? And how mental are you? Because I don't have bunny ears, here. End with the jokes, cut.

Let's talk about the weather? Have you been playing outside? Or have you been messing around inside? Or have you been checking out Dell's new laptops? Do you like KFC? Do you like McDonald's? Printing, printing, printing.

End of the grapeshot. So, bye bye bye!

Maria