Today is the actual date which saw the Father of our Country debut as the Baby of our Country. It was not this past Monday, when many of you were wrapping up your long ski weekends in honor of both George Washington and Abe Lincoln. (Abe Lincoln loved long weekends–he was able to take time off from all that Civil War business on his desk every morning, and focus instead on his looney wife and on his own debilitating melancholia.)
Either way, let us celebrate the 1732 birth of George Washington with some George Washington “Fun Facts!”
- The senate proposed that he be addressed as “His Highness the President of the United States of America and the Protector of Their Liberties,” yet Washington insisted on “Mr. President.” (Although at his urging, the Senate did title his perennially cranky Vice President John Adams with the rather royal “Lady Penelope Bitchenmoan.”)
- Washington was the only president to ever be elected unanimously, once the write-ins for General Dick Hertz (from the Florida Territories) were thrown out.
- Washington had to borrow money to attend his inauguration in New York City. And like most people who visit New York from out of town, he kept all that money either in his front pocket, or in a conspicuous money belt.
- His wife, Martha, brought two children to the marriage, who refused to call him anything but The Stepfather of Our Country.
- His presidential salary was 25 thousand dollars, which he refused, much to the chagrin of the people who lent him money to get to his inaugural, who never saw it again.
- Never lived in Washington DC, which meant he was our only president whose claims of not being a Beltway Insider were true.
- Did not wear a powdered wig, but would powder his red hair. This earned him a NOT NORMAL in the first-ever edition of Ye Olde Star Magazine.
- Washington was one of two presidents who signed the Constitution. The other was perennial presidential “tagger” Millard Fillmore, who signed it in the 1850s.
- His face was scarred from smallpox, he had no teeth, and had giant size 13 feet. His looks were so unappealing that most people who watched his televised presidential debate thought he had lost, but those who had heard it on the radio thought he had won. [NOTE: Washington actually never engaged in a Presidential debate. Also, all the TV and radio stations in the 1700s mostly just aired Britcoms.]
- Had not one but two ice cream freezers at his Mount Vernon estate, probably to cope with the body issues listed above.





39 comments
Lurker Dave
February 22, 2007 at 11:29 am
1In the spirit of waterfowlers post on the last topic.
This just in… a nutcase freeper website is has just added General Dick Hertz born c1740 to its “Clinton Body Count” webpage. Since no evidence of Dick’s birth, baptism, marriage, Miliatary Service, suicide note, treatment by a “private physician” and burial can be found, therefore it’s highly suspicious and related to the American Presidency. Which as we all know Bill Clinton coveted the Presidency and I can’t stress this enough, Bill Clinton was verifiably President very shortly afterwards (in geological terms). The Clinton’s only slip up was lack of a suicide note and not getting the (still missing) coronor’s report sealed.
Long discounted Seminole lore of BLACK HELICOPTERS, and “angry white woman in sensible powder-blue pantsuit emerging from rip in time-space continuum holding a silenced H&K USP45CT” now start to make sense, don’t they?
Further evidence also indicates that the following people who were purportedly in Mr. Hertz’s security detail also died of mysterious causes. The Clintons have NEVER denied harming these fine citizens of our Republic… thier silence speaks volumes.
John (Jack) Mehoff
Irving Preston Freely
Crispin Dry
Mike Hunt
The Republican Past Presidential Election Historical Correction Committe has assigned James A. Baker III to go to Florida to oversee the ballot recount.
waterfowler
February 22, 2007 at 1:14 pm
2Sorry, Adam, I only intended to screw up one of your comment areas. Lurker Dave just couldn’t help himself.
tim
February 22, 2007 at 2:26 pm
3If we had stayed with the Senate’s official presidential title, by now, the irony would have to be scraped off with a backhoe.
David
February 22, 2007 at 3:24 pm
4So Florida votes not counting goes all the way back. Sonofabitch, I shoulda knowed.
Our Green Swamp Bigfoot is apparently gone, we all suspect as part of the Clintons’ obsession with eliminating political “problems.” We think there was fear he would appear and grab headlines at a particularly inopportune moment on one of Hillary’s visits to Florida. It’s not definite he has been “taken care of,” but there has been a suspiciously long interval since the last time he was sighted. We do miss the bugger. He was really quite harmless - just smelled godawful bad.
SeattleDan
February 22, 2007 at 6:17 pm
5Before settling upon Jefferson and Hamilton for Cabinet seats, Washington considered Snuffy Smith, Dondi, Marryin’ Sam, Rex Morgan (M.D.), Pruneface, and Barney Rubble. Unfortunately, not one of these people could pass the then-stringent security clearances needed in order to serve in the young government. There is no truth to the rumor that Daddy Warbucks was ever considered to be nominated Secretary of the Treasury. Heck, Warbucks hadn’t even been born yet!
cooper
February 22, 2007 at 6:24 pm
6OT: Keith Olbermann’s gag writers came up with an amusing headline tonight - referring to the British withdrawl from Iraq as “The Blair Ditch Project”. You, of course, notice that the Brits are leaving just as Prince Harry’s band of brothers gets their orders to go to Iraq. Hmmm. Coincidence? Of course.
I wonder if Harry gets to wear his swastika while he’s out on patrol.
Hi Chris. Listen, you have to admit that “The Stepfather of Our Country” is better than “Ol’ Stupidhead”.
cooper
February 22, 2007 at 6:51 pm
7First, I have to explain that growing up in a backwater textile town in a backwater region of the country (1950’s NC), our movie theater only got the movies that had been run out of the more sophisticated urban areas - or not allowed to enter in the first place. This is how it came to be, that one boring and stinking-hot August afternoon, I paid my $.20 (Yes, kids, movie tickets used to cost less than two bits.) and saw the movie “Dondi”. I remember thinking then, at the tender age of nine, “That’s going to be one of the worst movies I’ll ever see, if I live to be 100.” I hadn’t thought about that in decades. Thanks, Dan. And in repayment for your thoughtful flash from the distant past, here’s a tune you’ll want to be humming (to yourself, one hopes) all-day-long tomorrow - “The Electric Slide!”. Don’t thank me, folks. I’ve always been similarly civic minded.
cooper
February 22, 2007 at 7:04 pm
8Okay, one more item and I’ll shut-up - I wonder if Senator Reid will make them stay in town on Saturday to vote on it. http://www.crooksandliars.com/2007/02/22/breaking-senate-dems-move-to- limit-iraq-mission/
We may be witnessing the first rudimentary, calcification of a Democratic back bone. Maybe.
another Yllama
February 22, 2007 at 7:10 pm
9Back to lurking. http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/opinions/cartoonsandvideos/toles_ main.html
Ann
February 22, 2007 at 7:35 pm
10Cooper, did you hear the NPR report on the inventor of the “Electric Slide” dance, who’s upset that people are skipping four steps? For everyone’s edification, repeat steps 13-16 of the familiar 18, for a total of 22.
I like to think that everyone’s now doing the dance in their heads, not just humming the song! Or maybe even getting up and DANCING! It’s ELECTRIC!
siobhan
February 22, 2007 at 7:46 pm
11I’d never heard the Electric Slide (despite attending many wedding receptions and occasional Bar Mitzvahs) until that story came on. I was scraping pigeon shit off a pole as I listened, so that will be my permanent association for the song. I think it’s probably appropriate.
David
February 22, 2007 at 7:59 pm
12…scraping pigeon shit off a pole…
I love it, siobhan. Maybe that could be the theme of the transfer of the White House in ‘08 if a Democrat wins. Apologies to the pigeons/dove, of course, for drawing any image from their natural functions and using it for something as low as Bushco, but I just love the ring of it. Thanks for the chuckle.
cooper
February 22, 2007 at 8:24 pm
13Ann, I did hear a comment being read about the “Electric Slide”, but I didn’t hear the story. Actually, lately I’ve been plagued by “Macarena”. Oops… sorry.
BTW, I recently saw a very flattering picture of Susan Sarandon and thought of you. Sigh… it’ll probably be like that for the rest of my life. Can I have a witness, Felbernauts?
SeattleDan
February 22, 2007 at 8:34 pm
14Well, I’m sorry coop, about the Dondi reference. I saw that movie about the same time you did (paid a whopping .35) and was disappointed, too. I rather liked the strip when I was a kid, the little Italian orphan war waif, adopted by GI’s who didn’t age for the next 30 years. Didn’t consult IMDB, but I think David Janssen was in that movie.
But, alas, I don’t remember the Electirc Slide and I guess I missed the NPR report. The Macarena, on the other hand, gee, thanks!
Susan Sarandon, ah, the opening scenes of Atlantic City, well…
Dale
February 22, 2007 at 10:34 pm
15Good graces Ann, how many rivals do I have around here?
cooper
February 23, 2007 at 4:44 am
16Dan, I liked the strip, too, actually. For the younger crowd, Dondi was a seven-ish DP (Displaced Person) at the end of WWII, who was taken in by squad of GI’s. He spoke broken English, was a cute kid, idolized the GI’s, unwittingly made poignant statements on the human condition and generally tugged at the strings of your heart. I did look up the IMDB and realized I was probably 12 and not nine when I saw the movie and, yes, David Janssen was the lead. BTW, don’t you wish we could use this massively impressive brainpower we have for something other than remembering “C” rated movies and lines from the Firesign Theater?
Dale, sorry. I don’t mean to hurt your feelings or anything. I’m not a rival, I’m just a guy. You’ll soon be experiencing the upside of an arranged marriage; you’ll understand all when you finally meet her. But first, do something about your hair and nails and please wear your best shoes on that happy day. Oh, and let us in on the tattoo, will ya?
David
February 23, 2007 at 5:46 am
17cooper, you’re getting the horse ahead of the cart. There’s a duel of historic proportions to be waged at Grouseland first, then nuptials for the survivor. In the event of a draw…
Susie
February 23, 2007 at 7:28 am
18This is 100% hilarious.
Susie
February 23, 2007 at 7:29 am
19^^^ I’m talkin’ about Regan’s post, if I didn’t make it clear. 10-4!
It's Pat!
February 23, 2007 at 7:31 am
20I remember sitting in my buddy’s basement bedroom, and the two of us reciting the entire “Nick Danger, Third Eye” from memory. What a fun time, and what a couple of complete losers we were. Now he runs a tanning business in Kansas, and I’m about to be buried under a foot of snow, with insufficient beverages to cope with it. I need Kjell and his support team STAT.
I read Dondi in the 60’s, didn’t know (or realize) the basic plot. Makes much more sense now. So there’s one of life’s great secrets revealed.
Back to the original GW - he also designed and built a neat round barn so the slaves could be more productive. A reconstructed one is at Mount Vernon. I believe if the original GW was here today, there would be some major ass-kicking going on.
dee
February 23, 2007 at 10:58 am
21Susie’s visit nudged me over to look at baby pictures. He’s still adorable.
I’m sitting here with a desk full of charts and a phone that won’t stop and now all I want to do is move to Weehawken and be Hugo’s nanny. I’m very good with babies and would sing Polish lullabies and tell him fantastic stories and at this point room and board in exchange sounds about right.
Murray
February 23, 2007 at 11:11 am
22Coop,
Susan Sarandon? She kind of has bulgy eyes, not Ann, but other than that, yea sort of.
At Mt. Vernon they have on display some of his teeth, made of ivory, (not wood).
Kjell Mikkelsen
February 23, 2007 at 3:03 pm
23It’s Pat! , JEG herjet meg ungdom lærer “Giganten Rotten av Sumatra ” og “Bozos “. Hvis du grave ut din “Firesign” LPs, Jeg vil bringe ølet.
Just Jay
February 23, 2007 at 7:05 pm
24“How can you be in two places at once,
when you’re not any where at all?”
Now there’s a tune to replace both the Electric Slide and the Macarena, courtesy of Firesign Theater.
Jay
cooper
February 23, 2007 at 8:30 pm
25J Jay, certainly one of my all-time Top 40 Hits. And “The Electric Slide’ and “Macarena”? …Gone! Thanks, pal.
cooper
February 23, 2007 at 8:51 pm
26Murray, I said the picture of Ms. Sarandon was “very flattering” and certainly not one of the crude, common paparazzi offerings you find in the MalWart poster department or a neighborhood flea market. Ann of Redmond: “favors Susan Sarandon, but not all that bug-eyed“. I tell you, it’s just a good thing that Ann has all us admiring male friends to take up for her like we do.
David
February 24, 2007 at 5:55 am
27meg ungdom
Read backwards, that’s modgnu gem, and if I separate the first word, I get mod gnu gem, or in more formal terms, a modern gem of a wildebeest. Of particular note is that the bull gnu’s grunt sounds like a giant croaking frog.
What does meg ungdom actually mean? Inquiring minds want to know.
Ann
February 24, 2007 at 7:33 pm
28Cooper, I wish I could say that you’re making me blush, but really I’m just giggling. If only that Irish guy hadn’t dumped me…
What was his name again?
David
February 24, 2007 at 7:54 pm
29Ann, Ann, Lovely Lady Ann,
Do not deny us our Lady Fair of FanApCam. And who cares what fool dumped you? Harold and Dale are prepared to die for your hand.
SeattleDan
February 24, 2007 at 11:36 pm
30Which serves to remind me, David, of the Tom Lehrer song “I Hold Your Hand in Mine, Dear”, but that doesn’t seem appropriate somehow.
David
February 25, 2007 at 7:17 am
31Gotta admit, SD, that Cousin It suddenly flashed through my twisted brain. Like there we are at Grouseland watching the Joust of the Century, and up in the stands is Ann’s Hand, the rest of her god know’s where.
Time to go eat my oatmeal.
David
February 25, 2007 at 5:57 pm
32know’s? Where in hell did that apostrophe come from? Jeebus.
Murray
February 27, 2007 at 8:49 am
33Coop for what it’s worth, I certainly understand why you, Harold and the others who have met Ann, find her so irresistible.
Jim (OJNTNJ)
February 27, 2007 at 9:28 am
34Anne,
Billy ain’t no hero.
(sorry).
David
February 27, 2007 at 9:47 am
35Lurker Dave, I forgot to mention that I met Jack Mehoff when I resided in NYC in the summer of ‘64. He was a personal friend of my roommate from El Paso, the Rio Grande mudflats partier who introduced us to drinking shots of tequila in the proper salt-and-lime manner, which shots he lined up on our ironing board. What a summer it was working at the World’s Fair and getting shit-faced on cactus juice. Another roommate went on to fly a C-130 with empty body bags to Viet Nam and full body bags back. It was, to use a variation on the opening lines of A TALE OF TWO CITIES, the best of times before the worst of times.
Kip W
February 28, 2007 at 5:33 pm
36…Cousin It suddenly flashed through my twisted brain…
I thing you’re thinging of another character (played by part of Ted Cassidy most of the time).
Doo doo doo doo (snap! snap!)
David
March 1, 2007 at 6:01 am
37Kip W, I’ll try again, since Annie apparently ate my last attempt to thank you. You are most verily correct, and I thank you most kindly for putting my reference aright before Thing took matters into his own hand.
Dale
March 1, 2007 at 5:46 pm
38In a world of poopyheads, what can you do but get shitfaced?
Dale
March 1, 2007 at 7:24 pm
39Oops, posted in wrong thread. Please apply comment #38 to either of the next two threads (in re poopyheads or in re getting shitfaced).