Opening Stuff:
I see where VP Biden's wife Jill will be the commencement speaker at our local university. Does that mean the students can fall asleep?
Obama just reversed policy on his centerpiece, big money-saving segment of the Lolla-Pelosi Health Care plan -- Medicare Advantage. Hmmmmm. If we we can sit back long enough, he may dismantle the entire in exchange for votes.
Of course everything about Obamacare was designed not to interfere with his potential re-election.
"A man doesn't live by bread alone. He needs a little butterin' every once in a while." --Ketchum.
The Question:
The Headlines:
--Putin Signaling Challenge To Medvedev.
--BP Suing Rig Owners.
--China VP (Future Head Man) Praises Outgoing Ambassador Huntsman; Huntsman Dark Horse Hot Candidate For Repubs.
--Ivory Coast rebels Turn Guns On Each Other; Africa Remains Hopeless.
--New RI Congressman Cicilini Under Gun For Mayoral Fiscal Shenanigans.
--CEO Pay Rising As Rest Wallow.
Back to More Stuff:
Jill Biden actually said a couple of years ago "I don't know how Bush got elected. None of my friends voted for him."
Mental acuity doesn't come with power. That's for sure. Bud Selig, President of MLB, said this week that the reason he likes later starting games at night because the ratings always go up towards the end of the game. Duh! Maybe he should pass his secret along to the NBA, NFL and NHL presidents. They'd probably find the same thing about their games. Maybe they should all start their games at midnight and have healthy post game breakfasts for all the kids going to school.
Almost Near: Chapter 16 Continues. --Somehow dreamers think that everybody else is interested in their dreams. That everybody is sitting eagerly waiting for the magic carpet to fly--
"Dante, I need to talk. Call me." The more Samantha sat with the detective the more the false confidence she had built the past week waned. Her life was so thin. Devoid of substance. The only substance she knows had been fed into her mind by a man she didn't know. Her courage came from the dreams she had of his perfect world with the perfect people; The world with the perfect simple memories.
She felt the vibration of her phone before the ring. She opened it quickly. "Dante?" It had to be Dante she thought. Who else needs me.
"Hi Sam, you sounded worried." She related her interview with the detective and how she felt so insecure talking about something she didn't know anything about. Yet, she couldn't tell this knight in shining armor that she was faking everything and knew nothin, Especially about him.
"I need more than a dream," she blurted.
"Are you alright?" she heard him say kindly. "I'll fly out there tonight."
I need a dream, Dante.
How about that great Taco-Bell ad saying. "It won't kill you to say your sorry." It is aimed at one of those class action lawsuit firms who generally play the guilty before proving innocent game, tearing down good reputations along the way. Maybe saying sorry should be paying back legal expenses with damages for discoloring reputations.
There is always someone out there willing too stand in line for an average movie, an electronic gadget or to help law firms reap millions for themselves.
Hey! There's something I really like about that AT&T ad with the two guys on the ski lift and the girlfriend's switched allegiance.
Nothing says wealth diversion more than this week with continuing reports of enormous CEO wealth and the big news for workers -- 50,000 $7.50 jobs at McDonald's.
The Answer:
The End:
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