Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Leah George: ‘I believe in miracles… where you from? You sexy thing.’

At the risk of sounding like a crazy stalker, I just want to tell you how much I love you. You are the only thing on RNews that makes sitting through 5 minutes of Dan Eaton’s drizzle coated Pesto sauces even remotely tolerable.

When I first saw you on TV, I thought you were cute, but I honestly didn’t pay that much attention. Over the past year, I have seen you out in public about six times… at Matthews, at the St. Patrick’s Day Parade, at the Jazz Fest, at East End Fest, at the That Taste Of Rochester, etc. Well now I just can’t get you out of my head.

You are easily the most beautiful news anchor in Rochester. In fact, you look way better in person than you do on television. I know some locals will argue that Jennifer Johnson is the best looking media personality in the area, but I firmly disagree. I actually saw Jennifer about 30 minutes after you walked by me at The Taste Of Rochester and I must say… it’s not even a contest. In Jennifer’s defense, I’m not a big fan of blondes. Yes, she is an attractive woman, but she is no Leah George.

I personally think you crush Jennifer in every category. I may get in trouble for this one, but Jennifer seems just a bit too cocky. Granted, I’ve never spoken to her, but she tends to carry herself a bit high. Perhaps I’m way off base on this, so Jennifer… if you do read this, I’d be more than happy to share a cocktail with you and straighten this whole situation out… but in the meantime, I suggest you bow to the Queen of Roc… Miss Leah George.

I could be way off base here, but you don’t seem to be as full of yourself as Jennifer. Every time I see you out, you appear to be having a great time. You seem approachable, fun, and WOW… what a body! You are absolutely stunning from every angle. I’m sorry gorgeous… I just can’t scratch the ‘itch.’ Miss Monroe would roll over in her grave if she saw you walk over a steam vent in a white dress.

I won’t go into further detail for fear of sounding even more ridiculous than I already do, but I just want to give you props where props are due. Hopefully next time I see you out, we can share a drink or two. Perhaps a bottle of Riesling on the deck at the Pelican’s Nest or a boat ride down the canal in the moonlight. In the meantime, make it do what it do and stay beautiful.

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