Damn. I signed a waiver this morning saying I would not blog about my experience as an audience member on America's favorite talk show. Rats. Well then, you'll just have to settle for this picture of my buddy Stacey and I outside of some studio this morning and keep your eye on the third row of the audience of some show airing September 30.
Hint number two: Schmartha Schtuart was the guest (whom I asked if she ever ate peanut butter out of the jar).
Receiving my cease and desist letter in 3, 2 . . .
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