History was made last night.
World Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom™ Michelle Obama became the first first lady in history to curse on television.
No - couldn't be! A classy dame like her? No way. Let's ask Michelle Obama's Chin:
Today's Question: You said what?
Michelle Obama's Chin replies:
Even Hillary knew better than that.
September 10, 2009 in Ask Michelle Obama's Chin, World-Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom Michelle Obama™ | Permalink | Comments (4)
Highly recommended: Videogum is doing recaps of Thirtysomething, recently released on DVD.
I guess you had to be there to understand what makes this funny. It was show about affluent yuppie baby boomers in their 30s with a big house on the Main Line who had problems. Problems like they have a baby so now they can't go camping, they can't find a good baby sitter, etc.
It was a boring show then but now its an absolute treasury of pretentiousness. I think people watched it because the theme song was pretty good for its time and then they just didn't get up and change the channel. Maybe they were waiting for the song to play again.
I think you get the picture here. Four couples, each with their own hang-ups around career, ethics, marriage, obsessive pondering of their own navels. It's like Friends but with separate houses and introspection.
Without question, the most touching moment in last night's address was when the leader of the free (ride) world quoted a touching letter from deceased lion, Ted Kennedy:
Take one part maternity top, one part big top circus tent and add pleats, pleats, pleats. And don't forget the bow!
World Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom™ Michelle Obama, shows America her particular brand of personal style by accentuating her least flattering body parts: her awesome abdomen, her badonkulous butt and her thunder thighs.
Can I ask again who is dressing this woman? Granted, she's been packing on the pounds over the course of the summer but surely there was something just a bit more flattering hanging in the closet.
UPDATE: You know, I follow a lot of MOO fanblogs-they have the best pictures. Predictably, they stay true to form and are very complimentary to this ensemble. Keep this picture in mind as I repeat parts of comments made at one of them:
September 10, 2009 in BEE yo, Dead Kennedys, World-Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom Michelle Obama™ | Permalink | Comments (12)
Tags: michelle obama is fat
... doctors are going to be unnecessarily removing body parts again.
Let's see - he already used the image of defenseless children surrendering their tonsils. And then he called up the ghost of his poor mother with the cancer of the lady parts. The old Grandma and her end-of-life broken hip story has been used up like an old tissue so that leaves you, fellas.
What part unnecessarily sliced off of you by the greedy doctors would bring forth an emotional reaction when the president says it tonight? Hmmm?
Try to start bracing yourselves for it now. You know it's coming.
You would have to know the history of this space to appreciate these photos. We pulled out 20+ year old landscaping twice from this space (once from the previous owners; once from our own efforts). This one bed has been empty for about 4 years. Even Bing maps shows it as barren, except for a hose reel and some concrete stepping stones.
Oh, but baby look at me now:
This is an awkward collage shot from the bedroom window. It is the culmination of my 4 year long planning that had to go on hold because (1) Sami didn't follow my directions for the shape of the bed so I had to pout about it, (2) he installed a sprinkler system that would have to be dug up in part in order to reshape the bed and (3) my knees gave out and I couldn't dig to plant anything myself.
Finally, all the elements came together over the weekend and I was able to make my vision come true via the efforts of unwilling others. Look at it from another angle where i can explain the whole thing to you:
I forgot to explain that the fabulous chicken statue is now illuminated by a solar powered rock light, which adds that extra something to the whole layout. The dwarves and pygmies will grow tall enough to obscure the foundation and the hose reel, the chicken will be surrounded by a solid wall of tiny dark green leaves and the whole thing is anchored by taller specimens at the end.
The block platform under the hose reel needs work - it's only there at all in it's unlovely state because my labor force slipped it in after I left the scene.
Remember how optimistic I was back at the end of April when I was going around planting seeds and building contraptions for my morning glories to cover with rich foliage and brilliant blue blossoms?
They just didn't do too well this year. They suffered from a dearth of sunshine and a plethora of rain. I tired to kid myself along, but as the leaves turned yellow and the flowers stopped blooming, I knew that this was a fail for this year. Then whole vines started turning brown - leaves and buds - and I knew the jig was up.
During my regular Saturday morning flower maintainance rounds, I decided to put the thing out of its misery. I cut down the vertical part of the vines and strings and reached up to pull down what ever else I could. A good part of the horizontal structure remained waiting for a sweet young thing to come along with a ladder to take it down.
That was 3 days ago. Look at it today:
Welcome back, my dear commenters. Life was bleak without you.
Here we are at Day 5 of The Troubles. My mailbox continues to be flooded with pr0n spam comments which mercifully do not appear here. Genuine comments appear again - turns out I had entered a blank space into the Comment Blocking feature and that caused all comments to be blocked. Ok, but it took them three days to investigate and find that cause? It can't be all that uncommon you would think some helper at the helpdesk would have been able to figure that out sooner, if indeed anyone had bothered to actually investigate. And now we have a new development - when I hit reply to a comment in my email notification, the comment posts here on the blog instead of going to the commenter.
Typepad is getting on my nerves. The last communication I received from them was " Thanks for the note. We're still working on this issue but hope to have it corrected soon after the holiday." which I'm pretty sure is going to translate as a rebate on my monthly hosting fee since they cannot provide necessary service on a holiday weekend.
Let's say that you were me. That would mean that you:
Then let's say that you were all worked up over the stupid and awkward giant V-shaped 11 oz. martini glasses that pollute the landscape everywhere you go. You couldn't control that, but you sure could do something the barware that you bring into your own home.
This has been my progression, friends:
Lovely to look at, delightfully whimsical but the curse of the big-boobed woman is that you have to sit straight up like you were wearing a back brace, otherwise the base bumps into your boobage and you can't get your lips to the rim of the glass without dumping it all over yourself.
nice basic set on sale at Bed Bath and Beyond. for a ridiculous $11.99. Came with a Boston-style shaker that you could never get the hang of. Fail! Also, not good because of the slow realization that your drink was warm by the time you got to the bottom of it.
Mr.Sami, always on the hunt for a bargain no matter what it is, spotted this set on top of the freezer section in the supermarket. 4 glasses and small metal shaker for - get this: $4.00. The glasses are smaller, shorter made of thinner glass - all satisfactory. The shaker top goes over the bottom instead of tucking into the bottom and I have never yet made a drink in it that didn't blow up on me. I need to be served by either of two somewhat recalcitrant family members who seem to be able to manage it.
So now I'm thinking that the next logical steps is some saucer-shaped, small bowl cocktail glasses. You take your average B&W movie from the 40's and you don't see any V-shaped monstrosities there. No you see 4 0z glasses in a bell or saucer shape. In fact, in my obsessive internet reading of all things Mad Men, I came across an interview with one of the set designers who said that the three-martini business lunch was absolutely accurate, but the martinis were much, much smaller then. Three sips and you were ready for a refill. Compare that to today's standard 11 oz of gin or vodka per pop. No one could do business after three of those.
So that takes us directly to eBay. Now, assuming that you are still me, which of the following selections shall we bid on?:
Nice! Shortish stems, simple design. thin and elegant bowls. Famous vintage glassware pattern called "Candlewick". 5" tall; 4" across flared bowl. Starting bid $14.99 for 4.
Another well-known name in vintage glassware. Fancy, bordering on ornate. Well, all the way to ornate I guess. Product of Ohio. 5 1/2" tall; 3 1/4" across bowl. Starting bid $9.99 for 4.
Superbonus points for shortness! The 2 glass sets above were fine crystal, this one is thick glass. Common and cheap. You can usually find sets of 8 or 12 for 3 bucks on eBay. I love this stuff and I can totally see myself sipping daintily from these. Disclosure: My family had six 5 oz footed juice glasses like these that we used once a year to drink wine at Christmas dinner. Let's all cry now. 4" tall; 5 oz. High starting bid of $6.99 for 6.
Elegant, fancy and fine. Unnamed pattern, they have the highly desirable shortness. Starting bid $16.00
Drool! Short, tissue thin crystal and so clean and simple it just about breaks your heart. 3" tall; holds 6 oz, 2 for $29.00
Yes, they're V-shaped, BUT they're short and they have translucent glass olives in the stems. 6 oz. $25.00 for 4
So, now that we're saying that you're me, which of these should we get?
Bonus history lesson: Another reason to repudiate Jimmy Carter:
Some specifically ascribe the demise of the three-martini lunch to Jimmy Carter, who condemned the practice during the 1976 presidential campaign. Carter portrayed it as part of the unfairness in the nation's tax laws, claiming that the working class was subsidizing the "$50 martini lunch." ... His opponent, incumbent President Gerald R Ford, responded with: "The three-martini lunch is the epitome of American efficiency. Where else can you get an earful, a bellyful and a snootful at the same time?"
Pr0n spammers - who needs 'em. right? They've been showing up in clusters in my mailbox about every 4 hours or so. The Typepad people are doing a great job of trapping them and preventing them from showing up on the blog here. Too bad that all of your legitimate comments are not showing up either. I can see some of them in the mailbox and I've heard from others of you wondering what happened to the remarks you've made.
Maybe when it's all over, your comments will show up. Who knows? Even the old Soup is affected. It's a sadness but there's nothing to be done except wait it out.
Your faithful reporter is tired, very tired. AND my hand is all screwed up from clutching the mouse for 14 hours a day. This work business is really very burdensome. Some days, I don't even get outside at all. Last night, at about 7pm , I made it a point to go outside on the deck to enjoy what was left of the evening.
actual backyard of Suzette
Remind me to go outside as much as possible until the weather turns. I'm not one much for direct sunlight in the middle of the day but I do like a good twilight. The impending change of seasons makes enjoying the sunsets at this time of year all the more precious and I made appointments for myself to see as many as possible. If that doesn't work, I'm going to activate a pop-up reminder in my Outlook calendar. What is technology for, if not to serve us?
I would just like to point out that the world has not seen (buffalo) hide nor (wart) hair of World Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom™ Michelle Obama since she clonked her noggin on that airplane door earlier in the week.
Please leave other theories in the comments.
Let's watch the clonk again:
September 03, 2009 in World-Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom Michelle Obama™ | Permalink | Comments (11)
Oh Huffpo - you never fail to disappoint. Here's today's featured blog post from the Huffington Post collection: well-know health care expert Peter Yarrow.
Peter Yarrow's credentials:
Never in all my 8 1/2 years of blogging have I mentioned search requests that bring readers to my site but today is the day. I'm proud to tell you that this little post of mine is the number one result out of a billion and a half possibilities for the request "what would a world without ted kennedy be like?"
I hope they enjoyed themselves when they arrived here.
Look, if the Dems can keep Teddy's memory alive with constant references, I don't think I should have to stop blogging about him just because he's finally dead. I have come across something so upsetting that I must share it with you. Look at these two photos:
Ted's marriage to Joan Bennett was a big church affair with a ceremony performed by Francis Cardinal Spellman and a formal reception attended by hundreds of guests. His marriage to Victoria Reggie was a radically smaller civil ceremony at his home in McLean VA.
AND YET BOTH WEDDINGS HAD ESSENTIALLY THE SAME CAKE.
If you are not disturbed by this, then I suggest that you think about it a little more. Both photos have exposure problems so allow me to lay it out for you: those cakes are both adorned with yellow flowers, lack a proper cake topper, have white icing embellishments all over the sides and tops, and are 3 tiers tall.
Big wedding extravaganza = 3 tier cake. Small wedding = 3 tier cake. Does that seem right to you? This reveals something very bad about the groom but I don't quite have it all worked out yet. If I was the type of person who drew conclusions from public photographs of people I have never met, I'd have it all ready now but all I'm going to say right now is DOES THIS SEEM RIGHT TO YOU?
I find it highly suspicious.
There's a lot of speculation right now about who will fill Ted Kennedy's Senate seat until the special election in January '10. Most of the money rides on the WEED-oh. Someone from another country answered me just that way when I asked about marital status. It has never left me. Is it not so much more musical than WID-oh?
I'm not so sure. I think there are several women who would be equally suitable. Take, for instance, the following list:
World Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom™ Michelle Obama. She is certainly capable of filling Ted's shoes. In fact, she might even surpass the mark that Ted made - on the Brannock Device. She's actually not a bad pick for this. She's already familiar with where Boston and Martha's Vineyard are - what else is Massachusetts is she likely to be interested in anyway? No one would dare get in front of that purposeful stride of hers to stop her and - bonus!- she's already girlfriends with Teresa Heinz Kerry, wife of the other US Senator from MA. Think of the soireés they could have together- with Teresa's money and Teresa's taste and MO's ... uh, ...well, whatever. Soireés. Or maybe Big Mo and Big JFK-no-the-other-one could do a Tour of the Giants, going around the state making some kind of half-hearted food-policy statement by harvesting some organic cranberries or perhaps a public beheading of an organic turkey for Thanksgiving. Teresa and Barry could stay home and bond by reminiscing about the good old days when they lived in Africa. The more I think about it, the better this idea sounds. She'd be a shoe-in. (Har!)
Natasha Fatale. Uh-oh. Does anybody else smell BATTLE OF THE WINE-BOTTLE SHAPED WOMEN WITH PURPLE DRESSES AND BARE ARMS? This bold section carries some risk of a big Mo backlash but would be worth it because of her obvious connections to the Russians. Back in the 80s, American hero Ted Kennedy was pretty busy conspiring with our Cold War enemy, the Soviet Union, against the interests of the United States government. What a guy, huh? In the end, the Ruskies didn't go for it, but dollink with an insider like Natasha, Ted Kennedy's life work of treason could be carried on.
Aunt Zeituni. Talk about your Boston insider! Here we have a little old lady, emigrating (more or less) from a poverty-stricken country, doesn't know anybody or how anything works when she lands here and in a very short time has managed to redirect good deal of American tax dollars for her benefit, complete with subsidized housing, a hip replacement and lottery tickets. This is one smart cookie - if she managed all that on her own flying under the radar of the law, imagine what she could accomplish with the state of Massachusetts behind her. Look at that picture taken as she emerged from the courtroom after her successful deportation challenge - she instinctively turned herself into a Kennedy-esque red head without even knowing there'd be some kind of Irish-related opportunity in her future. You can't learn that - you have to be born with that kind of intuition. Of course, her obvious familial connections don't hurt, either.
Chelsea Clinton. Oh, wise and all knowing Interent - please let this one be true! It's too delicious. Have you heard about all the hubub going on right now for what is rumored to be Chelsea Clinton's imminent wedding? Guess where? CHAPPAQUIDDICK. Burn! Would this not be the icing on the big fat Kennedy fail cake if the whole of the MSM was forced to report a triumph of the Clintons at a location that they could not help but tie to Teddy's cowardly actions and subsequent cover-up in 1969? Maybe not the best choice among the herd here, but she's be a fairly good pick. She's got the Let's Ruin American Healthcare gene from her mom, her dad's philandering gene while dormant in her must be able to signal somehow to the people of Massachusetts who seem to admire that so much, and when the time comes to vote on the healthcare bill, she could probably activate the YES button with that expression alone.
September 01, 2009 in Dead Kennedys, Son of Cankles, World-Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom Michelle Obama™ | Permalink | Comments (1)
Tags: Chappaquiddick, Chelsea Clinton Wedding, Senate Replacement for Ted Kennedy
Have I ever told you how much I love The Huffington Post?
It's like The Real Housewives of the Media over there. You know it's trashy and non-representative of the greater population, but you just can't help watching it to squeal over how divorced from reality they are and their lack of self-awareness about how they come off to the rest of the country. The Real Housewives franchise, same as HuffPo, makes you feel good about yourself because hey, you might be a dope but at least you're not as dopey as those characters.
Ya gotta love this:
Whoa! Wait a minute - is that what the healthcare act is going to do for us? Give us everything that medical science has to offer? I did not know that. This is a game-changer. Money is no object - let's try it all, wot the hell. Ok then - I'm in.
And while we're at it, I'd like to have the same real estate holdings that Ted Kennedy had in his last year, as well as his fleet of vehicles, his reserved parking spots and his power to die of something other than liver disease. Throw in the knighthood, too.
A few follow-up thoughts:
I was just joking when I said that World Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom™ Michelle Obama was going to wear her pope dress to the funeral, but son of a gun if she didn't do just that. It's actually a blouse and skirt. You can see that she's wearing a different skirt than she wore at the pope meeting - probably didn't have enough room in the steamer trunks then for her bustle. So glad she got a chance to wear it yesterday.
She likes to wear a big bow on her chest. Observe:
(image of the Bo Bow courtesy of The Proprietor)
Now can I just ask what is up with Hillary's hairdo? I know it was raining but we've seen countless pictures of her in all types of weather conditions over the years and she never looked like this. This is the same flat, non-styled thing she had going on when she snapped at that African student last month. Did somebody cut the hairdresser out of the State Department budget? I'm looking at you, Barry. I know you two have had your differences in the past but that was low.
Also, who among us does not love to watch MO bang her head on the airplane door over and over again?
link via Jana
She fell asleep during Ted's funeral service but I can't find any video of that yet. Check out this photo - no little eye.
Her little eye appears when she's tired, and although she looks generally ragged, both eyes are the same size. She banged that coconut pretty hard so I'm thinking concussion. That would account for her droopiness. It will be interesting to watch Mo's visibility over the next few days. Let's see if they keep her under wraps during her recovery.
Even though the media keeps calling you "young", you're not exactly a spring chicken. You're what - 45 now? Unless you're planning on living past 110, that puts you on the downhill side. Here's a tip - if Barry comes a-knockin' on your bedroom door DON'T LET HIM IN. I think you've heard enough about what happens to the olds when they need medical treatment. I tried to tell Ted Kennedy the same thing but he didn't listen and you know how that turned out.
August 30, 2009 in Assholes, Dead Kennedys, World-Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom Michelle Obama™ | Permalink | Comments (8)
Tags: michelle obama bangs her head, michelle obama's dress at ted kennedy's funeral
Ted Kennedy gets buried today. Not the off-the-shelf casket for our Teddy - not that he could fit in one anyway. A custom-ordered, designed-to-fit model has been standing at the ready ever since Ted ran out of treatment options to buy for his inoperable- yet operated on - brain tumor.
(coffin image courtesy of The Proprietor)
Kennedy's longtime friend and fuck buddy, Chris Dodd , wondered aloud of good old Ted was alone in there. He reminisced about the good old days when they shared waitresses out in the open and expressed admiration for Ted's ability to carry on even when sealed up for eternity.
Following a funeral mass at Our Lady of Perpetual Payola, Kennedy will be transported to Washington to be buried in the sacred ground of Arlington National Cemetary, over the objections of the ground itself. The dirt is of the opinion that the feculence that is the rotting corpse of the filthy and despicable Kennedy is even dirtier than the dirt and would only lower the standard and reputation of the muck and mire.
World Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom™ Michelle Obama has interrupted her vacation among the elites to travel to Boston for Ted Kennedy's funeral service. Short of cash after buying fried seafood and short of time after bicycling in the dune grass, the clever fashion-forward first lady, unafraid to re-wear her designer threads, shook out her pope dress, strapped up her boobs with her trademark chest belt and jammed on her size 14 kitten heels to make the trip over to Boston to attend Ted Kennedy's funeral service.
World Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom™ Michelle Obama was not the only first lady in attendance. Hillary Clinton (First Lady of Arkansas 1979-1992 AND First Lady of America 1992-2001) also made the trip. She delivered a heartfelt message she had been composing for Senator Kennedy since January 27, 2008.
Ex-wife Joan "The Dish" Kennedy wore a trout pout and the cumulative lifetime burden of ever being married to Ted Kennedy.
The only Kennedy even more of a pig than Ted, Ethel "The Uterus" Kennedy, has hardly been been in camera frame at all. Nobody loves a good-old fashioned Catholic ritual more than our little Ethie. Ethel wore a conservative suit and accessorized with a whackjob offspring better known for reckless driving and consorting with South American dictators.
UPDATED: Ethel, you big old freckle - we luvs ya. I must say, Ethie, you have managed to maintain a tradional and classic wardrobe right up into your 81st year. Lost your hairbrush, though - didn't you?
August 29, 2009 in Dead Kennedys, The Garden State, World-Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom Michelle Obama™ | Permalink | Comments (13)
Tags: ted kennedy funeral
Death visits Senator Kennedy
(image courtesy of The Proprietor)
Despite the finest medical treatment and surgical intervention that money could buy, Ted Kennedy finally died. Long after being diagnosed with terminal cancer, out of the public eye for months, hanging by a thread but still able to write self-serving letters to popes and governors, he was called to the Lord on August 27, 2009. Immediately thereafter, the Lord said "Sorry, wrong number" and handed the phone over to Satan, who already had the roaster fired up.
After a gluttonous and immoral lifetime marked by dishonesty, drunken debauchery, overindulgence and criminal behavior, the well-known poster boy for killing both the unborn and the submerged found himself at the end of life's dock. Nothing if not tenacious, he clung to a life prolonged by all that modern medicine had to offer until Barack Obama was called in to say the special aloha he created for seniors who should not be seeking life-saving treatments because they are going to die anyway.
He is survived by his wife Altovise, his ex-wife Joan, three children, two step-children that noboy ever heard of until Altovise wrote the obiturary, and his beloved Portuguese waterdogs Sunny, Splash and GlubGlubGlub.
Barack Obama looks for his ball in the woods today at the Farm Neck Golf Club in Oak Bluffs on Martha's Vineyard.
1. The Constitution by America
2. His Own Healthcare Bill by Barry Sotero3.How To Win Friends and Influence People by Leon Panetta
4. Save Yourself by Ted Kennedy5. How To Serve Man by unknown
Why, I believe that I did ask it not that long ago.
From the archives - June 6, 2009: asked and answered
"Some fashionistas have mistakenly attributed this highly desirable "Squeeze-Me Michelle" look in footwear to the fact that these shoes are manufactured only as big as size 12 and cannot accommodate Michelle's gigantic feet, but that is not true. This trend is all the rage in Chicago as it emulates the mysterious and alluring "6th toe" look first made popular by Oprah Winfrey."
August 23, 2009 in Attack of the 50 Foot Woman, World-Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom Michelle Obama™ | Permalink | Comments (7)
"With Kennedy now at his vacation home in Hyannis Port on Cape Cod and Obama setting off on his weeklong stay on nearby Martha's Vineyard, there's speculation the president may come see the ailing senator." AP
Charge up your motorized wheelchair make tracks for Route 6 pronto. Barry's coming and YOU KNOW what his plans are for sick old people. He's looking for personal examples about the folly of performing medical procedures on people who are going to die anyway.
First he pounded everybody over the head with that story of his grandmother's broken hip but we've all heard that one by now. He needs a new story "even a man of power and influence ... all his wealth couldn't save him ... experimental treatment after a terminal diagnosis ..." Yada yada. It'll play in the heartland.
You're in for it, Ted, unless you skedaddle out of town before he gets there. Ah well, might be no use anyway. He's like a one-an death panel with his own air plane. Be sure to say hello to Madelyn for us. And that other girl - what was her name?
Best regards, Suzette
Oh, fiery hot companion of my California dreaming
I long for your roasted pepitas and avocado.
But darling you disappointed me.
Thank the heavens and stars above that Carls Jr
Still has chili cheese fries.
You know you travel to southern California too often if your whole trip is thrown off by a change in the salad menu where you customarily eat on the first night in town.
Except for Mad Men, I don't even watch TV anymore. I don't need to because the news is so highly entertaining to me. Even thought the MSM is still doing it's best to make us believe what they write instead of what our brains and common sense tell us is true, there are some genuine nuggets that show up every day. So many in fact that it's hard to choose what to showcase here. I had to set aside Shelia Jackson Lee yakking it up on her cellphone while a cancer survivor was speaking to her at a Town Hall, the combative Barney Frank insulting his own constituents, and even the committed Christian president himself pulling out all the biblical references he had written down in the back of Rules for Radicals during a healthcare pitch with religious leaders.
We might have to revisit this category often because IT'S A GOLDMINE.
"Senator Edward M. Kennedy, in a poignant acknowledgment of his mortality at a critical time in the national health care debate, has privately asked the governor and legislative leaders to change the succession law to guarantee that Massachusetts will not lack a Senate vote when his seat becomes vacant." Boston Globe
I have a feeling that we're not hearing the whole story here. I would like the MSM to investigate if the envelope the letter was delivered in also held the keys to his sailboat and a receipt for a Portuguese Water Dog, delivery pending.
"Spy Agency Fiasco - an inexperienced CIA director, unfamiliar with how his vast, complicated agency works, unable to trust senior officials within his own agency, and desperate to keep his hands clean, screwed up.CIA Director Leon Panetta’s emergency testimony to Congress about an illegal assassination program has set off a crisis at the spy agency... Panetta has frantically tried to rectify his gaffe, but now faces increased Congressional oversight." Daily Beast
Yeah, not so much an asshole as a schlemieil. It's like having to put your wife's Uncle Leon in the a high-level managementspot just to shut her up, knowing full well he wasn't up to it and it's only a matter of time until he screws up. And by the way, that "increased Congressional oversight" is Nanny Pee up his butt forever.
"The Obama White House is abuzz with talk of witchcraft by first grandmother, 72-year-old Marian Robinson, who lives in the White House residence. A close friend of Michelle Obama says the president is furious at his mother-in-law after learning that she was practicing Santeria, an African spirit cult, in the White House." Wonkette
"Medical science cannot seem to stop the progression of multiple sclerosis, so I would not blame her if she did take up Santeria or any other kind of hocus-pocus." Foolocracy
Maybe this is why Barry doesn't need to go to church - he's got religion right there at home. I love this one for two reasons. First, because the defense of Mrs. Robinson perfectly captures the excuse-making for all things Obama, no matter what the story of the moment happens to be. Second, because the story itself is so totally believable. If you are thinking that it's just too far-fetched, how else can you explain Hillary's hairdo when she snapped that poor African student's head off?
I just bought a two-line phone online for my home office. It was a project, let me tell you. It was complicated by the fact that I didn't want all the bells and whistles - I just wanted a corded phone with two lines and a speaker.
That's right - it was complicated by my quest for simplicity.
The two-line phone that I about about 2 years ago always gave me problems when I tried to use the speaker function., I could hear them just fine but they could never hear me unless I picked up the handset - a real problem if you live and die by conference call. Lately, it's begun disconnecting itself mid-call. So I started shopping and reading user reviews.
Here's the thing - in all price ranges, telephones get mediocre reviews.I think it's because the people who take the time to write extensive electronic reviews that nitpick over the smallest details are freaks. They don't give a 5-star to anything and are just as likely to two-star for big buttons as for poor sound quality. So I continued to research and go strictly by my minimum requirements. Thispart was really hard - it was like trying to find a car without power options for windows, mirrors and brakes. It can be done but it takes true grit to keep plodding along past the fancy extras and the shiny finishes and stick to what you really want.
And I found it - guess how much I paid for it? $22.99 - brand new! This one also has a 2-to-3 star rating range but for 23 bucks, what the heck. It couldn't be worse than the pricier disappointment it was replacing.
It sounds great. And it does have conferencing ability and an option to stick a head set straight into the jack, without messing around with an extra amplifier, so I guess it's a little bit fancy. But here's the best thing about it - it's old. New as in never used, but old as in technology of the past. The color is the first tip-off - they call it white but it's really an oyster tone.
Inside the box, the phone was sealed in some kind of shiny astronaut wrapper and right next to a bar code sticker, it was stamped Dec '99. Oh yeah. We were thrilled to see that - no muss no fuss not many parts to go wrong and built to function longer than 6 months. Sami's a big fan of older electronics. His favorite phone in the house is a cordless relic of the late 80s that has a shiny metal telescoping antenna similar to the kind Don Adams has on his Get Smart shoe phone.
We were so happy, especially when we opened it and that new plastic smell wafted out, straight from the last decade. We knew it was toxic gasses from decomposing plastic, but hey - that's the smell of our childhood. We breathed deeply and passed it back and forth to take turns sniffing it.
So now it's installed and the fancy non-performer is in the wastebasket.I tried it out with a few phone calls and the sound quality is excellent, both on handset and speaker. Tomorrow I have five conference calls lined up and I can hardly wait.
I just hope it doesn't burst into flames during the night.
August 18, 2009 in World-Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom Michelle Obama™ | Permalink | Comments (12)