Gayle gets a job

Oprah has launched her new satellite radio enterprise. She finally got her friend Gayle a job, made a few bucks for herself too.

Of course I don't have a Gayle (or is it Gail?). But if I did she would have to get her own job by herself without any assistance from me; that's the only way we could really be the kind of friends she and Oprah claim to be. It is hard to be an Oprah-- she's one of a kind, but there are other things she can do besides sitting around sucking up Oprah crumbs.

She had a talk show for about five minutes and if Oprah didn't exist she may have made a niche for herself for a few years but she seemed kind of bland and by the book while Oprah is all chaotic, over the top dysfunctional, emotional, bipolar and just a mess; but in a good way, like when you eat a chili cheese burger with grilled onions and the works-- the food spills all over your clothes and on the floor but it is so good you just can't resist.

Gayle was more like eating tapioca pudding.

Now Oprah's fans get to listen to their little gossip sessions each night on Satellite radio.

Messy chili cheeseburgers and tapioca pudding mmm mmm mmm.