There’s a show on NBC called “The Office.” Last night my cousin Brenda (a vegetarian) played “Brenda” on the episode “Booze Cruise.” She’s very talented. She wrote a play called “Matt & Ben” a couple of years ago. I don’t think she acts in it any longer, but I highly recommend that you look into seeing it. It’s hysterical.

I don’t know if I’ve ever shared this with you, but I have BIG legs. I mean they’re really large. I can’t wear loose-fitting jeans unless the waist size is about ten inches too big, because “relaxed fit” jeans on me might as well be spandex.

Growing up, I loved watching Mike Richter, the great New York Rangers goaltender. I happen to know that he has big legs too. Every year I would read the Rangers Media Guide and note that Mr. Richter stood 5′ 11″ and weighed 185 lbs. I aspired to one day be his height and weight. The odds were against me since my dad stands only 5′ 6″ and my mom is a petite 5′ 2″. In fact, no one in my immediate family has ever topped 5′ 8″. Yet today I stand exactly 5′ 11″ and weigh 185 lbs.

If only I had been smart enough to aspire to have Mike Richter’s talent, instead of his body-type. Perhaps Mike Richter and my cousin Brenda (they’ve never met) should take a road trip together and visit Hot D***a. We could talk about life on television and what it’s like to have big legs. Brenda, however, wouldn’t talk about having big legs. She’d eat a veggie dog. 6.

It’s 2 am on Thanksgiving and I’ve just arrived in my native New Jersey. Oh to see the wonderfully lit, smoothly paved, four-lane highways of my youth once more! It’s a glorious thing.

So many memories. Gosh, when I’m not so tired I’m going to have to share some with you. Like the time my friend Jamie “left the oven on.”

Incidentally, I recently read that only 5% of the American population doesn’t eat red meat. If that’s the case I think I know every last one of these people. Surprisingly, we get along quite well. That’s probably because I’m willing to eat veggie dogs and tofurkey.

I’ll be back in Pittsburgh Sunday afternoon. Until then, to quote Murphy Dunne, “don’t you go changin’.”

Hello there. You may have noticed some changes here at HOT BLOGMA. What I mean by that is that I am now making an entry on a daily basis. This change has been inspired by the motivational speaking of Mr. John Daniel Harding, who henceforth in this blog will simply be referred to as “The Big Tipper.” So, if you think I already write too much, you should probably visit another webpage.

If you’re still with me let me tell you about Dr. Pepper. It’s been a very popular option at Hot D***a today. I used to think that Dr. Pepper smelled like lipstick and therefore wouldn’t taste very good. I don’t think that anymore. Regardless of what I think, it seems to go particularly well with the Texan. That’s what my customers seem to indicate with their purchasing patterns, anyway.

This is where things get really interesting. Dr. Pepper isn’t JUST for people who order Texans. In fact, a rather fiscally responsible vegetarian customer of mine ordered a Dr. Pepper today. Truly, it is a drink that pleases the masses.

To further study this phenomenon, moments before writing this to you, I decided to mix a dash of Dr. Pepper with a blue fruit shake… SURPRISINGLY GOOD!