Remarks from the Peanut Gallery IV

I haven't been paying too much attention to the news lately, but my unexpected hiatus seems to be coming to an end. I'm happy about that because I can get back to throwing peanuts at people who annoy me and things that make my head explode.

Number one on my list today (and probably no surprise to many) is our current administration. Would someone please tell me which direction we are taking? Is anyone at the helm? Just when I get all fired up about some edict handed down and shoot off a few well aimed letters of protest, the decree is hauled back. I suppose that's a good thing, but the mess over the trials in NYC is just the latest in a series of flip flops that make Kerry look like an amateur. Come on people! Make up my mind for me! Hey, maybe if I write a letter about Pelosi she'll wind up back in Stepford.

Good old Harry Reid stepped in it again. Does this man live in Utopia? I had a desperate urge to crawl under the couch when I saw him at the podium telling us the "good news" about job losses. I guess I should cut old Harry some slack, but I can't visualize him sporting a tool belt, jumping in a 1974 Datsun pick-up, schlepping for some work. Someone needs to check that man's pulse. Are we sure he isn't another one of those Stepford people?

Did I hear a kindergartner was suspended for pointing his finger with his thumb up, like we used to do when playing cowboys and Indians? Apparently a finger on a six year old can be considered a lethal weapon by some. Others say it's the mentality behind the "violent" pretense. Huh. I guess common sense has finally gone the way of the dinosaur. This reminds me of the son of a friend of mine walking out of the DMV after the fourth unsuccessful try to get his a car registered. Exasperated with their demands, he mumbled something like "Maybe I should just shoot myself" as he walked out through the door. A woman thought she heard something else, reported him, the DMV closed down, and something like a swat team swooped down on my friend's house. A search for weapons was conducted and although weapons were non-existent, he was promptly arrested anyway. His mug shot was on the eleven o'clock news. Eventually, when sanity prevailed, all charges were dropped. Of course my friend and her son have yet to fully recover. A word to the wise. Eliminate certain words from your vocabulary, such as "shoot" and possibly "myself". The thought police are everywhere.

I got a nice message from Han this morning congratulating me on my millionth page view. Oh, wait. It wasn't my millionth. I'm about 925,000 short of that, but there's Han, as busy as he is, taking time out to message me because he noticed I hit 75,000. That's what is so great about this crazy place that I seem to complain a lot about. Truthfully, I never realized I was approaching the big 75, but when I think about the fact I have only published once since Feb 27, it makes me think maybe I should publish less...more, heh, heh. So to the faithless nephew who finds a way to include the term "couch change" in every conversation we have, I say....bite me. My couch change from AC has allowed me the opportunity to buy Arno's e-cig. So there!

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