A few folks here at the gym like to tilt back those Five-Hour Instant Energy poppers that look tantalizingly to me like an airplane bottle of scotch. Then this week I caught an ad for a Six-Hour Instant Energy concoction along the same vein.
Coming soon, I've no doubt: Seven-Hour Instant Energy!
Me, I'm just high on life....and coffee.
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As I've stated before, what I don't know about politics is a lot. Honestly, I feel like the presidency poses unthinkable challenges and unsolvable problems, like trying to build a football power at Baylor (Recruiting pitch - "You'll love Waco! And our girls are Baptist!"). And while I've typically been a member of the Apathetic Party - "Apathy! Apathy! That's our cry! A-P-A-T....aw, screw it." - I do have a dimestore theory:
Seems that we Americans are posed with a choice: On one hand, you have a fella who finished first in his class at Harvard Law School. On the other, a guy, tough as nails though he is, who placed 894th outta 899th in his graduating crew at the Naval Academy.
Didn't we just spend eight years with the dunce of the class?
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Kids are great for the soul - and hell on your car. Cleaned out my Accord last weekend. A backseat inventory of such:
- 1 Barbie Leg
- Skittles, circa '07.
- Popcorn from taking McKenzie to see "Cheaper by the Dozen"
- 1 Barbie Head
- Cheerios, circa '05
- 14 McDonald's Happy Meal toys
- 1 Chewed Barbie torso
- Popcorn from taking McKenzie to see "Cheaper by the Dozen II"
- 1 Sippy Cup full of raisins (originally grape juice)
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