I want to be one of the girls on the red carpet at an awards show. I do. It’s true. I can’t help it. It’s been a fantasy of mine for ages, since I first started watching “Wheel of Fortune” and Vanna was just always so damn yummy and graceful. Maybe I could at least be a suitcase opener on “Deal or No Deal.” That would work, too. Just five minutes of fame. That’s all I need. Oh, wait. I think I’ve already had it. Okay, how about five minutes in this decade?
