Yep, I'm all crushed on America's flavor of the month. This should come as a shock to none who know me. And not just because of the Tina Fey thing (Elfini's first question). No, I'm hooked for the same reasons as many American men are. She's charming as hell. She's sexy in a totally-in-my-league kinda way. She's new.
People, I'd call in sick to work, pack up the Focus and gladly drive to the Truck Stop of her choice if Sarah would just ask. However, I'm not nutsy-fagan over my ears gaa-gaa like the farmer who did this:
Ah. Sarah.
And it's not just the Tina Fey thing. Did I already write that. Sure, I wasted 10 months on that a year ago, but there's more to it. The woman plays a flute. A. Flute. Never underestimate the seductiveness of a firm embouchure.
I'm watching the debate and she's doing just fine. Debates are misnamed, they are prepped statements around predictable questions. Questions you can just ignore. Nothing unfair and out of the blue like "what magazines do you read." I mean, who wants to admit the guilty pleasure of reading Moose and Garden or Vanity Fair. Leave my girlfriend alone!
The same reasons I write her name old jeans and notebooks are the reasons poor Sarah is diving in the polls. Past the initial sisterhood solidarity, women are starting to become embarrassed by her. Think back to your bar days. Remember the one gal surrounded by the probably-should-be single guys. She never paid for a drink, her laugh was slightly louder and longer than everyone else's, and she didn't hang with other girls. I've heard women say, "She isn't that pretty." No saucers of milk with that, just the marvel that men love women who say things that men want to hear.
Mr. Ryan sent me a link to VPilf.com. That's where the photos came from. I voted for RMilf (running mate I'd . . .) but if you type that on a word document, turns out it's not really voting. So, I'm one of the guys at the bar. I don't really care what she has to say, but I like hearing her say it. She's funny, feisty and has a great future on Fox News. And once she has a taste of life outside America's last state, I think she'll be headed for that new life.
This whole $700B bailout thing is insanely complicated. I spent a good chunk of this weekend reading all I could and . . . well, I think it sums up with the old punch line "and not even a kiss."
What everyone does need to know, and should seriously think about, is the proposed legislation that Bush, Paulson, Bernananananke* want. I mean this passage:
"Decisions by the Secretary pursuant to the authority of this Act are
non-reviewable and committed to agency discretion, and may not be
reviewed by any court of law or any administrative agency."
This is huge. Never thought I'd end up siding with all those Republican senators.
*Once I started mis-spelling it, I decided it seems better this way.
Went and saw Zoe and Vincent Sunday afternoon. The V-man and I were having a discussion about naps/napping and what not. He was explaining that his bed was next to and above Zoe's trundle bed.
Me: So, you like your bed Vincent: I like my bed. Me: Then how come you roll over into Zoe's bed when you're sleeping? Vincent: . . . I'm complicated.
The Road to Morroco (hells, I'd even take The Lemon Drop Kid) Northern Exposure The Carol Burnett Show (unedited, full hour shows) MSU v. Indiana State University NCAA Championship Game Lush Life (Jeff Goldblum, Forrest Whitaker)
This little marvel started out as less than teaspoon of assorted protein chains and DNA. Now he's this bright light I never knew was missing in my life. Happy third Birthday little man!
I totally get the Sarah Palin choice: she's a star. Smart, attractive, confidant . . . even though I think she's a religious whack job and has no qualms stretching the truth as long as it makes for a good sound bite . . . she's riveting and I look forward to her career as a Fox talking head.
The Daily Show has really just been outstanding on this, especially Samantha Bee. Watch
Especialy Ape Week with Bill Bonds cameo
Bill Kennedy actually making the "one hung low" joke in a promo. Oh, and check out the pants.
Personal hero Art Lyzak used to have the license plate "You gotta have Art"
The man wore a cape.
One more
Go in Peace