Originally published on 9/22/2010

I am addicted to Dancing with the Stars and for reasons I can’t explain, I really want to be a contestant on this show. I know what you’re thinking. This woman hasn’t got a chance…she’s not a star, she’s just an ordinary person.

It’s true. I am precisely just an ordinary person. I have an ordinary life, which I live each day in an ordinary way. I’ve never walked on the moon, won Olympic gold, or starred in a blockbuster movie. I’m not a reality television celebrity, never headlined the cast of a Broadway play, hosted a talk show, have all my limbs and I am not the daughter, mother, wife or ex-wife of somebody famous. I’m not an aging entertainer, a has been, nor a wannabe. I simply am ordinary and Just Another Ordinary Day is my blog.

I fantasize that some ABC executive, while trolling the internet, will discover me and think to himself… Hmmm. Having an ordinary, yet extraordinarily funny, person on the show might be good for ratings. In which case, this ordinary woman just might be given the very extraordinary chance to dance among the stars.