Just a spoon full of sugar...
Okay, just a few tidbits to mull over on a Monday morning. I’m still exhausted from the emotional roller coaster that was Live Earth. Who amongst you was not moved by the finale involving The Police, who due to infighting among the band members would not come together, even to raise uplifted hands at the end of their set. Was there anyone not completely blown away at the brilliance of harmonies offered up by Kanye West during the band’s performance of Message in a Bottle? Who will ever forget his melodic and mindless stream of, “yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mes-sage in a bot-tle. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.” As he stood ginning manically at Sting as if he’d just made poopie in his Pampers. I was moved to tears... If the band members couldn’t even come together for the cause what do think the audience’s chances are?
If you think you’re upset now by the commutation of Scooter Libby’s jail sentence let me give you something to mull over. Do you remember the name Mark Foley? The cheeky little monkey who liked to eat ice cream with underage male congressional pages? Funny how he’s disappeared since entering rehab, don’t you agree? Do you think King George W. believes that Mr. Foley has served his country for a long time and that jail time would be excessive punishment for him too?
I have the feeling that as the final hours of the Bush Regime wind down the American public is going to be amazed by not only the number of pardons issued but also by the individuals receiving them. Scooter Libbey is just the tip of the slimy iceberg.
So, two republicans walk into a bar. The bartender gives them the once over and then says, “Sorry, we don’t serve your kind here.”
One of the republicans looks forlornly at the bartender and says, “Pardon me?”
I was downloading some music off of the Internet last night and doing my part to save the planet when I came across this country western song, “I beg your pardon, now will you deliver it in the rose garden.?”
One last one, I swear... This is for my new P.T. Cruiser club friends.
What is the difference between George W. Bush and my P.T. Cruiser?
ANS: My P.T. Cruiser does not smell like incompetent ass!
Last but not least, thank you Amanda for inviting me to your and your housemates dinner party last night. Jen, the vegan dishes were truly delicious! The idea of having all the guests do the drawings was very cool. Indigo and Cindy, thanks for the great conversation. Lisa, I hope you survived...