Wow It's Late
I can't believe how late it's gotten. Here it is after midnight and I almost didn't even get a chance to make a blog entry. But here I am.
Between all the day's business, what with a luncheon for the wives of military officers and a dinner for important party donors, I've spent the rest of my day searching high and low for Dick. He's nowhere to be found. I looked everywhere, even in the cupboards of the kitchen. He's just kinda disappeared. What could he be hiding from?
Also everyone keeps mumbling something about 2000. All day long, I keep hearing that it's now 2000. What is it with people? I keep telling them it's 2005. Maybe we need to post more calendars.
Between all the day's business, what with a luncheon for the wives of military officers and a dinner for important party donors, I've spent the rest of my day searching high and low for Dick. He's nowhere to be found. I looked everywhere, even in the cupboards of the kitchen. He's just kinda disappeared. What could he be hiding from?
Also everyone keeps mumbling something about 2000. All day long, I keep hearing that it's now 2000. What is it with people? I keep telling them it's 2005. Maybe we need to post more calendars.
posted by Dubya | 12:18 AM
1 Comments:
It's quite simple... Dick Cheny (is that spelled right) took a time machine to 2000 and sold the tech stocks before they crashed and short sold them too to reduce the defecit.
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