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Dr. Ozzy and Jerry Springer

    Hey, everyone. I was just thumbing through the current issue of Rolling Stone. One of the regular features in the magazine is called "Ask Dr. Ozzy". Here's the recipe. Readers write in with questions for Ozzy Osbourne. Yes, that rocker person. I am truly amazed how good his advice is to some rather freaky questions. I can not share any of them on the blog but the questions cover the entire compass, believe me. In a way it makes good sense for Ozzy to know a lot about unconventional problems because his life has pretty much ran a gauntlet of strangeness. Also, the dude doesn't judge any one for their quirks and he is very funny.
    Which reminds me. I have really been enjoying Baggage with Jerry Springer. The stuff that these people own up to as baggage is mind-boggling. I think that I would make a good host for the show on those nights when Jerry was indisposed. The show's producers still haven't called me, failing utterly to recognize my talent. Sigh.
     My Falcons moved up in the draft to take a wide receiver. To do so they paid a high price in draft picks. In fact, I think they paid too much. Also, what good is great speed if you don't catch the ball well? But their young General Manager has a great feel for talent and the draft so who am I to complain? As for other Southern teams, I have a few thoughts. If I had been the Titans, I would have taken Blaine Gabbert instead of Jake Locker. Also, I'm not at all convinced that Carolina should have taken Cam Newton #1 overall. Again, the Panthers didn't call me to consult on any picks. There were a lot of surprises in the draft but I'll just mention a couple. I was surprised to see Mark Ingram go as late as he did. Also, I expected Ryan Mallett to be drafted in the first round. On the other hand, who can complain about the opportunity to make a few million while learning the position from Tom Brady?
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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