Mid-morning at work, the idea came to me in an instant. I could hang out with Oprah. You know, just chill together. Oprah and me, me and Oprah. What would we chat about? Oh, please. Oprah and I would have a grand time just shooting the breeze.

I tell you, what a great idea. All I would need to do is just let her know that next time she is in town to give me a holler. Easy peasy, fun time would be had by all (meaning Oprah and me).

Well, I thought it was a great idea. That was me, as for everyone else, the opinions ranged from “that’s odd” to “that’s really stupid,” with stupid dominating.

Humph, so there’s that. Plus, there’s only one way to prove them wrong. That’s right, Oprah, if you are out there, give me a shout. We shall hang and together we’ll prove ’em wrong.