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Yessir, that’s actor Ewan McGregor holding a big sign boldly proclaiming, “Summer is Fruity and Oaty!” Recently, Sir JJ left a comment: I dreamt about you just this night. In my dream Ewan McGregor was holding a humongous dummy board (or whatever you call it) telling me to say, “Summer is Fruity and Oaty!” I wonder what the heck that means!

Umm, before I do my Carl Jung–slash–Sylar impersonation, lemme introduce y’all to the 1st entry in my ongoing series called “You Asked for It” where I absorb inspiration, kill the cheerleader… and become President one day.

The idea behind You Asked for It is simple: whenever my blog is in danger of extinction, I’ll tap inspiration from reader comments, fan or hate mail, analysis of traffic sources (referring sites, search engines, keywords), the terms entered in my blog’s search box, and incoming links (explore schtuff written about me or my blog). Basically, my blogging mojo will be energized by YOU. If your brew of notable, interesting or funky matches my current mood and thoughts, you and your website are as good as p-l-u-g-g-e-d — faster than you can say, “Fruity powers can be used for good and evil.”

A side benefit — I’m forcing myself to reply to visitor comments on my own blog, LOL. Last Thursday, I went out to dinner in T.O. with 3 ex co-worker friends (Evil Twin, Bob and R) from Mordor. Both Evil Twin and Bob pointed out that I “never or hardly ever” reply to blog comments, including theirs. Sorry? I’m always busy. If it’s any consolation, I’ve replied to all comments and e-mail… in my mind. My mind just hasn’t made a full trip to my fingers connecting to the keyboard. Besides, I prefer to visit readers’ sites and return comments on their sites. Isn’t that beaucoup better and nicer, eh?

Evil Twin called me and the other two gals “a bunch of pussies” for feeling too full after our meals at The MidTown Restaurant & Bar and expressed smug satisfaction, lol, that her nummy Seafood Linguini (calamari, mussels, salmon and shrimp in a slightly spicy tomato basil sauce) was a lot better than my very bland Penne Pollo Al’olio (grilled chicken, sundried tomatoes, mushrooms, fresh herbs, garlic and white wine tossed with extra virgin olive oil). Both Bob and R were disappointed over the lack of mushrooms in their Wild Mushroom Agnolotti (fresh Agnolotti, herbed tomato cream sauce, oven cured cherry tomatoes). Bob tucked into R’s Roasted Pear and Beet Salad (mixed greens, candied spiced walnuts, honey-orange vinaigrette) and said she’d try to recreate the recipe at home. Dessert — the 3 gals shared a Four Berry Cobbler (raspberry, strawberry, blackberry and blueberry served warm with Tahitian vanilla ice cream) — demolished. (Botanists don’t consider the strawberry to be a true berry, so… Four?)

But I digress, as usual. JJ’s subconscious hallucination. Symbol analysis:

A sign — omen or life signpost, wording or symbols on the sign may contain an important message. “Summer is Fruity and Oaty!” So very true.

A famous person — what you would like to be, what part of the famous person represents a part of you? An actor — a role you are playing in your waking life. Not the ‘real’ you, wish fulfillment. You wear a mask in the social world, acting out unconscious intentions developed from childhood and early life experiences. A desire to be noticed. Ewan McGregor, WTF?

Eh, screw all that… For all I know, Sir JJ was going through a Trainspotting heroin withdrawal episode and maybe even a gay manly crush on Ewan.

If anything, it means my evil plans for world domination are working. Oh, I may not have the brand name power of a superstar, but I won’t rest until my evil has entered the minds of every man, woman and child. And I’ll get your little doggy, too! Muahaha! (Neah, I’m too much of a slacker. Zzzz.)

Adieu,

Tim Tam Slam is Fruity and Oaty!

P.S. Kids, Republicans are proof that drugs are bad for you! PCP, bad.