Over the Christmas holidays I was enjoying a nice visit with my sister Kathy in Pittsburgh and being hosted at a couple of gatherings by longtime friends of Kate’s (ne Kathy). It was fun and refreshing and different from my usual gang of slobs and idiots. However, at this one particular moment I would have loved to have had another overweight, beer infused, sexist bastard to watch football with rather than to hear this incessant bleating about how Hilary Clinton was going to save the world. Blah, Blah, Blah. Gore? He isn’t even in the race. Obama? That Black Muslim can’t win and that Oprah should stick to her soapy TV show. Edwards? He is a midget. They are all unelectable only Hilary can beat the G.O.P. Blah, Blah, Blah.
ENUFFFF!!! Do you happen to have a PC that I could use to check my e-mail? … you do … well thank you… up the stairs, to the right, peace … turn it on (after soliciting her pass word
The hostess apparently had taken some Ibogaine or horse tranquilizer because she was off her Hilary soap box although still gently berating her ex-hubbie for his support of Edwards. It was a nice time after that but I don’t know what I’d of done if not for the respit achieved on West King Street through the magic of Al Gore’s invention. Thank you Jesus. Merry Christmas!
P.S. Jenny, if you ever use that bookmark I had a nice time and I appreciate your friendship and hospitality. I also am with you on whomever gets the Democratic nomination needs to win in November.
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