I just remembered my dream last night. I was Wonder Woman….again ( I don’t know why) and I was married to Woody Allen. He kept whining and whining and I couldn’t remember why I married him. Suddenly my favorite professor from Rosemont appeared and I was so happy that she could see me in my costume. “I really have come far since college,” I thought as I twirled my golden lasso of truth.

Too much TV as a child must be to blame.