R I P, Pinocchio
Okay, so while most of you were either partying on, reaching for coffee, or finally sleeping it off last night by the time our little fella made his dramatic entrance, I managed to keep my eyes open long enough to catch him trying out for the big-time. And, although I had a hard time believing I wasn’t really asleep and dreaming, I was, in fact, wide awake, and I was watching what everybody in the world outside of New Orleans was watching: a sad little tyke trying to win the big spelling bee and blowing it all up on a word even I could spell.
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