Stand up and get crunk.

Today I was in Target trying to decide if I should get the Burt's Bees Grapeseed and Milk extract hand creme or the Burt's Bees Cola Nut and Shay Butter Hand renewal creme (it's hand-chappingly cold up here in New York, y'all!), and I suddenly got this overwhelming feeling that the New Orleans Saints would win the Superbowl. The feeling also told me they would win by four, but whatever. This is the THIRD major sports event I haven't even tried to bet on that I have been right about and I don't even know who is who.

I am so happy for the city of New Orleans, MAN I love that city. I am so glad they are getting their heart back that was so stomped on after it was ripped out. FYI, if you want a good time, go there. It is impossible to have a bad meal or a bad time in that joint. If I could buy real estate and live there part of the year I would, levy break or no--  it's just that good.

Congrats to all involved!

This video is hilarious. Just thought I'd add it.

Oy.

Just got a phone message from a reporter at the local Fox News affiliate here in New York who was doing a story on "psychics who live in the Yankee Stadium area" who was trying to get an interview with me to see who would win the World Series.

Doesn't he know I am not necessarily that kind of psychic and that I HATE predictions? Hate 'em. Time is a stream, not a hard and fast rule.

ANYHOO, I didn't have time to get into it with him about the Law of One or the Unified Field Theory or the fact that if I was correct I would forever more be inundated by bookies and "gentlemen callers" masquerading as a date when in fact they were trying to get sports scores.

The beings said I could do this, but that if I was right, I would forever more be inundated with phone calls from sports addicts, and that it would "clog" the path I was currently on.

FYI, they said "Posada gains in the third and Jeter wins it in the ninth" whatever that means. They said "it's Posada's game" meaning I guess the Yankees win the last game, which isn't such a surprise, right? I mean they are the Frankenstein team to end all- whatever. "The best team money can buy" is the phrase around these parts. Well, the parts of NY with Mets fans at least, ha.

I personally feel like a circus freak doing stuff like the above mentioned, but what do you guys think? Should I call this reporter guy? Obviously he's on deadline so if you respond after today, no matter. But do you all think I am serving my mission best by predicting sports scores? Hmmmm....

Love and Light,

Anya