Well the sh*t has hit the fan here at the CALWFDF once again. We haven't seen anything like this since Clay posted his first Blog entry just last week. MJ was checking the boards on her laptop this morning and found the press release about the tour. Then, to top it all off, she spied the TV Guide blurb. I thought she was gonna rupture my eardrums when she erupted with the EEEEEEE's. I'm still having trouble hearing except for the voices that are always "there", of course. Well, she set us all off, and the halls were ringing with EEEEEEE's. The guards finally had to use the high-pressure water hoses on us. None of us really minded, though, since someone is always either PMSing or having a hot flash around here. I was prepared anyway since I was wearing my bathing suit! Right now we're all trying to get ready for the rocking out that Clay is going to be doing during the JBT while he channels Sam Cooke, Elvis, and the Motown crowd. Jemock is hanging sets of foam dice all over her sculpture. Desertflower has thrown her prayer book and her Bible in the corner of her cell..I mean room, and is working on the hand jive. She's says it's a new prayer hand position, but we know what it is. MJ just fell down on her knees again while she was trying to do the Twist. Didi has been writing another story with Raleigh as Clay's love interest and has them settling down in a cute little bungalow in Raleigh with a gal who resembles Angelina Jolie but with blonde hair and thinner lips. I've been helping her write it. Hockeydonna is checking out the tour numbers wearing a hockey jersey and short shorts with polka dots and tan shoes with pink shoelaces. I've been trying to get this damn poodle skirt buttoned for over an hour. If I could just get MJ up off the floor, she could help me. Oh, oh, I think she's trying to do the Stroll! Either that or she's convulsing. Coming, MJ! We're trying to talk the guards into serving us our meals on roller skates and clipping the trays to our cells..I mean doors. We've all put in a request for burgers, fries, and milk shakes for dinner. I think we may soon have a new inmate...I mean resident. I see dudley has been EEEEEing and extrapolating over the placement of a comma in the TV Guide blub. I know extrapolating is her game, but this is going a wee bit too far. And we all know what happens when one does that! One ends up in the CALWFDF! Wheeeeee! I mean, EEEEEEEE!!!!!