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Hello.

I think I've told you about my idea for the perfect sitcom. Maybe I haven't. My brain's not what it used to be, but I have to have mentioned it somewhere along the line.

Anyway, my idea for the perfect sitcom would be about my life. It would star no less a person than me, and it would revolve around my job and life outside the Poderosa, but when the action came inside the Poderosa, it would star me and the cartoon characters living with me. Sherman, Peabody, Huckleberry Hound, Quickdraw McGraw, Good Luck Baby Lily, Gossamer the monster, Mr Peanut, and now, Che Guellama. We would all interact, and they would be living, breathing, talking cartoon characters.

Now, this wouldn't be one of those stupid "Mr Ed" type shows where I'm the only one the horse talks to and everyone thinks I'm crazy. This would be just how things are at the Poderosa, and anyone who came over would be able to speak to The Boys, and it would be considered as normal as going to someone's house and having a conversation with a spouse or child. The doorway into the Pod would be the doorway into a whole wonderful magical happy world.

I was thinking about this last night as I was putting up acrochallenge. It popped into my head because I always try to take time to mention my cranky wicker friend, the acrobasket, when I'm doing each week's acro. Then it hit me. I seem to give life to a lot of inanimate objects.

I have the acrobasket. My spare bedroom's The Beast, my bedroom's The Mantrap, my kitchen's The Egg. I drive podmobile2, who took over from the original podmobile when his poor steering wheel decided to detach itself from his body. I have the talking Scooba Doo doll, my beloved Comfy Chair, and hey, even my house. The Poderosa.

So today while I was very busy and trying not to think about things like my very own sitcom, I of course couldn't help but think about my very own sitcom. And it hit me that it wouldn't resemble "Who Framed Roger Rabbit" so much as it would resemble "H R Puffnstuff," or any other Sid and Marty Kroft Saturday morning TV show.

There would be no Witchiepoo, well, I certainly hope there wouldn't, but I do have a flute, so I guess I could have my own talking Magic Flute. The difference would be that all my cartoon characters and household objects would be smart and funny when they come to life. I also kept thinking of how cool it could be if the Poderosa itself could come to life, with window eyes and a door mouth.

And our little TV show would be full of all the things you hear about here, Fish Stick Night, and Friday Night Tag. I'd come home some nights to find Peabody morris dancing, Lily coloring, Sherman and Huckleberry playing Chinese Checkers, and Che doing a flamenco on the kitchen tile. And of course, Mr Peanut's sobriety would be an ongoing storyline.

And often, just like on "The Partridge Family" or "The Adventures of Ozzie and Harriet," we'd all end up the show with a good old-time musical number. Possibly with choreography.

It's a brilliant idea. There's just one problem with it. Well, actually, there are two problems with it. One I've known from the beginning. The other one hit me as I was heading home from my second foray to the grocery tonight, driving along in the cold rain.

The one I've always known? It would be logistically impossible. The owners of the cartoons would never give me permission to use their characters, and the cost to produce one episode of the show would be more than the national budget of Spain.

The one that just hit me? Take out the cartoon reel, and my perfect sitcom is "Pee Wee's Playhouse."

Well, OK, Pee Wee spoke directly to the camera, and it was understood that he was a fantasy character in a fantasy world, but when my blue Comfy Chair started talking, and all my belongings started coming to life, I'd be headed straight towards Lawsuit City, Arizona.

I doubt Sid and Marty Kroft would be thrilled, either.

Betland's Olympic Update:
* Acrowinners, we have acrowinners. So, what's the worst thing about clones?
- Honorable Mention goes to Kellie with an ie, with her, "Too obviously better. Yes, egotistical."
- Runner-Up goes to LilyG, with her, "Totally obnoxious because youth eliminated."
- And this week's winner is the DeepFatFriar, with his, "Two ornery Bruces, you egghead!" That is scary.
- Thanks to all who played, you've all done very well!