Me on TV. Who for VP?

I tried - three times. I give up. Since McCain is desperate, maybe a Republican Hollywood hottie for him? Now that I think about it (for the fourth time) I could see Miss Piggy with Obama in one of the most interesting pairings ever on the Democratic side (aka the winning side). Talk about a vp candidate/hitpig for Obama. I mean who could McCain come up with who would have a prayer in hell against the Divine Miss P?

I grew up with rock ‘n roll (literally, having been born in ‘42). This picture still makes me nauseous.

Susie, I have that image on one of my refrigerator magnets. Which one do you think had the most drugs in him when that picture was taken?

I found an ashtray with Jesus wearing a crown of thorns. The caption - “Jesus hates it when you smoke.” I gave it to my daughter for Christmas, but still she smokes.

Forehead reduction surgery? Let me know how it comes out; that’s something I can use. BTW, you looked terrific in the clip. And I finally figured out why my black neighbor is steamed at me. Maybe, if I took my shoes off first….

It was my line, and I remember it like it was yesterday!

Laugh about it, shout about it
When you’ve got to choose
Every way you look at this you lose.

Koo Koo Ka Choo!

Steve, you seem a little down. Maybe you should try Prozac, like the rest of us here. It certainly helps me a lot.

So …. what do I win?

And where did Benjamin get to?

Actually, I was referring to “Shut up and deal.”

As to a prize, I’d offer my voice on your answering machine but I doubt that you’d want it. Second prize is my voice on your answering machine. Twice.

Mrs R: I’ll pass on the Prozac, happy fish go hungry.

Chris#6: a Weekend Edition lapel pin and an autographed picture of Captain Fatty are on their way to you. You clearly like it hot.

Oh so much!
Susie, as if you needed forehead reduction. You and your hair and your forehead look great on both posts. ‘Course we’re used to Adams’ forehead and hindhead, both expansive and intellectual-looking.
To answer your real question, they can play paper scissors, stones for Wesley Clark or Colin Powell to shore up the Military cred, which seems to be indispensable to every candidate since the World Trade disaster. But Richardson would be cooler. A totally confusing and good ticket–African-American Guy who is literally of African and U.S. citizen parentage, Hispanic Guy with Anglo surname with both state and federal cred.
The League of Wing Voters’ Guide has excellent info on Papoon and the student government at Morse Science and Commie Martyr High Schools.

Miss Piggy can do a terrorist fist bump but is much more likely to do her karate chop!

If Obama goes with Miss Piggy, then McCain has to get Sam the Eagle, Barr gets Animal, and Nader gets Janice.

Cynthia McKinney gets Kermit. It´s not easy being Green.

Good point, Dale. But I think Kermit is agile enough to dodge a cell phone to the sternum. I do not, however, understand the connection between Ms. McKinney and the green movement. Was she like the only person in the room when it was time to nominate someone?

Another birthday, SallyH? I swear you don’t look a day over (mumble mumble). And I mean that from the bottom of my heart. But then, I am a employee of the Federal government for going on (mumble mumble) years, so there’s not much of a heart left. Most of it was ripped out by the end of the Carter Administration - certainly by mid-term of Reagan’s first and I’ve been suffering from a malaise ever since.

Anyway, enough about me - Happy Birthday, girl!

I don’t know, Kenny, but it seems plausible enough to me.

This one’s a fun read for all those out there following the “values” vote in this election. http://www.twincities.com/allheadlines/ci_9996146?source=email

Sally, I feel your pain–I believe I have a very similar post somewhere back in the archives during an NPR pledge drive “week” (there are no winners in the groveling vs. crap debate). I can´t help you with Antiques Roadshow, but if you have a good broadband connection, check out the BBC 7 website–they rebroadcast a lot of awesome radio programs for free. Also if you have Netflix, you can watch on demand a lot of good British sitcoms and miniseries.

I was all set to be interviewed by Teri Gross last Thursday on Fresh Air (eat your heart out, pilgrims!) as John McCain’s Deputy Assistant Head of Economics and happened to drop that little nugget into a phone conversation I had on Wednesday night with my latest high-tech maven, Gidget. She hung up and used the Google to drill through my numerous aliases all the way back to my birth certificate - my real birth certificate, not the 27 others I’ve used in the past - and found out my given name. With that name in hand, she hacked into one of the government’s supercomputers through a back door she’s rigged up and ran my plates, as it were. Five minutes later, she called me back and warned me off the interview. She spoke to me in the strongest terms that under no circumstances should I go on a national radio program. Apparently the NSA has new voice recognition software and they’re using it to scan subversive media outlets for “terrorists”. Noting that the NSA and I have a history and they’re still pretty steamed about my last slight of hand, she suggested that I pass on this. Gidget said if I insisted on doing the interview, that she would have to be paid two months wages in advance - cash only - or she’d drop a couple of dimes on me to the Feds. I tell you, kids these days think the world is their oyster, especially these 15 year olds who have mastered graduate school level computer science, instead of playing soccer in the local church league. I don’t currently have $7000 in my back pocket, so I said “OK, I’ll take a dive.”

The next morning, I went into the office, into my cubicle, opened the middle drawer and pulled out my secret stash of Syrup of Ipecac. I held me nose, knocked back a sufficiently efficacious dose, stepped into Steve Schimdt’s office and blew chunks of my breakfast all over his new carpet. “I’m sorry.” I said, “I don’t feel so good.” From the looks of Steve, neither did he, but he held it together enough to call that wienie, Douglas Holtz-Eakin, to fill in for me. Damn, I wanted to do that interview, but I can’t make nearly the money in prison that I can on the outside. I know. I’ve tried.

Marlene was disappointed, but I promised her a trip to Burlington, VT and a cabin on Lake Champlain for 2 weeks in August, when it’s hotter than 40 Hells down here. She said that would work.

But I like this one even better.
http://www.crooksandliars.com/2008/07/26/peace-activists-arrested-atte mpting-citizens-arrest-of-karl-rove/

Ahh, there’s nothing quite like spending a summer’s evening attending a AAA minor league game with your soon-to-be 19 year old son who now knows more about America’s favorite pastime than you do. This is how it should be; it certainly takes the pressure off of ol’ Dad to feel like he has to have all the answers. (I absolutely don’t, not by a long shot.)

The Knights lost to the Buffalo Bison 5-0, with Charlotte leaving the bases loaded in the bottom of the ninth. Still it was a good game, closer than the score would indicate. Next week the boy and my daughter will be driving to Maine, their first road trip together. Send good karma their way, if you happen to think of it and have a free moment.

I am waiting, Senator Obama. Do not disappoint me.