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What was she thinking?

So I'm sitting here watching Oprah's long-awaited reappearance on the Letterman show. I had actually shut down the computer, and was preparing to go to bed as soon as the interview was over. But I had to turn the computer back on to say:

What is up with that dress? (When you get to the page, click the link called Uma, Oprah and Dave - 12/1/05.)
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