I don’t have any pudding, but I do have a picture. This is the first in a long line of evidence that I am a part of a national sports talk show.
I don’t know what fame feels like, but I imagined it being a little more… I don’t know… famous? I’m no where near fame, but the little show I’m lucky to be a part of is on the program guide at my parents house. If that’s not a little famous, then I just don’t know…
UPDATE: My mom called me when the show started. I guess it’s real now. hahaha
P.S. My mom took the picture because we don’t get the channel at the apartment. (love you Mom!)