“Hello and welcome! I was soo tired yesterday morning after futzing around, I laid down and that’s all she wrote! I think Isis swatted me for snoring. I don’t snore! Don’t whap me with your tail little missy. Awww, okay, you’re still adorable! So what was I futzing with? THIS!! I’m trying to find my own Major Anthony!! Any ideas where I can find one? And yes, I am wearing a tiara, Vala thought I needed one. Who am I to disagree? Word to the wise, don’t ever let us go out together, the planet would explode from our AWESOMENESS!”

“I haven’t made it completely through the DVD yet and I want to see more. I don’t think I ever watched I Dream of Jeannie as a kid. I remember Bewitched, my nose wouldn’t twitch no matter what. Dangit! I hope to watch more of it during this night shift, but ow! Chuck, you’re a little loud tonight.  And nope, there is a commotion off the East Pier, Colonel Storm. Well alrighty then. Time for me to crack my knuckles and see who I can shoot. Kidding, Chuck, I’m kidding!! NO! Do not call Sheppard. Oh, good grief, you’re a fellow Canadian, come on, eh. I’ll bribe you with Timmy Bits and a gift card for when you’re home next. Deal! Laters gentle people!”