A Star is Born

Here we have Sheridan singing at his graduation, and performing an unwitting Dean Martin impression.
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I went for a writers night out with Cherri Galbiati on Friday night. We had our usual good time discussing writing and where the field was headed.
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Then I came home and slept for over twenty four hours. Yep, you read that right. Over twenty four hours. I have no idea why, other than a vague memory of waking up with a headache and going back to sleep. Then waking up and seeing it was only thirty minutes after I had gone to bed...or...a whole lot longer than that. Talk about disorienting. Saturday simply never happened for me. I went to bed Friday night and woke up on Sunday. Weird.
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And now I'm still sleepy, at noon on Sunday. Ugh. I need to at least stay up till Karla gets back from the birthday party she is taking Sheridan too. So, I'm up till late afternoon at least. Then I need a good nights sleep, (only one night this time) so I can be coherent for my blog radio interview tomorrow.
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This should be interesting.