That’s great news, Adam. The other teevee and film studios have to fall into line soon now.

I think I see your problem. Your Heisenberg Compensator probably needs to be replaced. Or possibly you need to do a Banyon sweep. Then, again, it could be the neutrino displacement grid or the resonating polarizing regulator. And for goodness sakes, be sure to check all the Jefferies tubes for obstructions!

With all the excitement around here about the election and the site falling apart, we all forgot to wish you and the lovely Jeanne a happy anniversary! Hope you enjoyed this one, because from now your celebrations will include calling the sitter every fifteen minutes and being so sleep deprived that your big evening ends at 9:00.

But in case you (or any of your loyal readers) want to revisit that magical wedding day, I refer you to this. You’ve gone from looking like babies yourselves to having one.

By the way, the traditional gift for the fifth anniversary is wood. I’ll let y’all mull over the possibilities with that.

What … me worry?

Adam, do you know yet if you’re going to be coming to Hartford for the WWDTM taping in April? The Bushnell–a spectacular art deco theater for those of you who haven’t seen it–is filled, but I understand from the local station, WNPR, that I can still get tickets to the overflow auditorium which will have closed-circuit teevee.

Honk, honk, Adam, and best of luck in the ongoing negotiations! I’m as stunned as cooper that Tom Cruise has actually contributed something of value.

1-06-08

Dear Diary,

I know it’s been a while since I’ve written. I’ve been stuck here in Hawaii. The Morning-after-the-big-game-walk-on-the-beach turned out to be eventful. After walking for an hour or so, I got thirsty and went over to a beach side bar at one of the resorts. I ordered a pineapple juice on the rocks - no alcohol. (No really! Patricia’s been on this anti-substance abuse jag since she became Idaho’s first lady, and made me take a blood oath to not drink in public. It reflects poorly on her work, she says.). So I’m sitting down at a table, enjoying the sun, the breeze and my pineapple juice, when this guy at another table is giving me a “Pssst!” and waving me over to his table. He says he recognized me from a television news program, sitting in on a cabinet meeting (all the way down at the far end of the table, away from Bush, of course.). So, anyway, cutting to the chase, as they say, he knows someone who knows Don Ho’s third cousin, twice removed who really runs everything on the Big Island. And I mean everything. (I guess that explains Don Ho’s decades long career, huh? It sure wasn’t his ukulele playing or “Tiny Bubbles”.) Turns out Don’s third cousin (He goes by Gung, BTW. No shit.) is a geologist, among other things, and has been sitting on a big secret, waiting for oil to hit $100 a barrel. That happy day is upon us and he’s angling for drilling rights for six different oil fields, scattered across the Islands, on land he already owns. (Naturally.) I emailed Mildred that a crack had formed at the bottom of the tsunami wall in Hilo Bay. That immediate action was required, that I’d need to stay on for an extended period of time and that I would keep in touch. (It’s good to be head of a cabinet level department.) Now, let’s see what this Polynesian Mafiosa has to offer me for my signing off on the oil rights. Our retirement may not depend solely upon my government pension fund after all! Life is good.

Dirk

McGovern has signed on, saying that at this point the only honorable thing he can do is support impeachment. Based on his circumspectness and genuinely good guy/do no harm personality, that is actually a pretty significant step on his part. Thank you, Good George.

Looking for some on-the-scene reports on how my man Edwards is faring in the Granite State.

Thanks Gillian. I think he’s creepy too. This just in from Uncle Art:

“[The president] has benefited, in making the case for war, from an
impressive clarity of presentation and lucidity of argument. But now his task is not to educate or persuade us. It is to defeat Saddam Hussein. And that will require the president, at times, to mislead rather than to clarify, to deceive rather than to explain.”
— William Kristol, “From Truth to Deception” (Washington Post, October 12, 2002)

From William “The Bloody” Kristol’s first column for the NYT, referring to Mike Huckabee:

“After the last two elections, featuring the well-born George Bush and Al Gore and John Kerry, Americans — even Republicans! — are ready for a likable regular guy.”

How quickly he forgets! GWB was sold to the American public as a likable regular guy, the one you’d like to have a beer with. And look how well that turned out.

Is it that, or is he making money hand over fist from investments in the military-industrial war machine? Or is it both?

Sharon, it’s both.

Kjell,
Too warm for fishin’ down here in the balmy southern MN. All that hot Iowa air is melting the igloo my son made in our yard, and leaving open spots on the lakes. We are reduced to watching the Ohio St - LSU game tonight. I’ll be in bed before half-time, guaranteed, since there are no Bugeaters or Gophers playing.

I’ve been wavering, but I find Kunstler’s argument very persuasive. The root cause of the nightmare of the last seven years is the prospect of a post-peak-oil world. We need to start planning for a world with less non-renewable energy, and we need to do it without invading and destroying other countries that have more of it than we do. We need someone who will kick some corporate ass.

http://jameshowardkunstler.typepad.com/clusterfuck_nation/2008/01/poli tical-econo.html