MS Cloud Services Goes Micro and Soft as Unsatisfied Customers Demand Refunds

I stopped by the Round Robin Bar on Friday evening after work, as I often do, and found Clemson slumped over this third drink. “How’s that song go?” Clemson mused as he contemplated his glass of lager, “’Hey, bartender, one scotch, one bourbon and one beer?’  Yeah, I think that’s it.” “Ah yes,” I responded… Continue reading MS Cloud Services Goes Micro and Soft as Unsatisfied Customers Demand Refunds

The Iraq Contractor Game Gets a New Player

While it had been thirteen months since “Ahmed” last visited my office, neither Gretchen nor I had forgotten how important it is to apply the protocols that we have developed in order to cope with his truly remarkable aromatic characteristics.  Consequently, his was the last appointment on a Friday, allowing, in this instance, an entire… Continue reading The Iraq Contractor Game Gets a New Player

Conservatism, Hypnotism and Michele Bachmann

Yesterday, I received yet another visit from Harry Priapus, the notorious Capitol Hill go-between, whose services are, as everyone here Inside the Beltway knows, for sale to the highest bidder – for any reason, at any time, anywhere there’s a four-star hotel, a five-star restaurant and a tasteful selection of escort services.  Today, as the vicissitudes… Continue reading Conservatism, Hypnotism and Michele Bachmann

Uncle Sam Wants You… to Stuff Standard and Poor’s

I had just enough time to get home from work and pour myself three fingers of Glenmorangie Finealta over some Evian ice cubes before my land line rang.  Caller ID said it was my dear sister Rose. Rose: Tom? Tom: Hi, Rose, what’s up? Rose: The reason I called is, can you tell me what… Continue reading Uncle Sam Wants You… to Stuff Standard and Poor’s

Rick Perry Possibly to Avoid Divine Retribution

Today, I received yet another visit from Austin Houston Crockett Bowie Bonham III, from Texas.  He stopped by on short notice, but Gretchen managed to fit him in at three-thirty. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company this time?” I inquired as he stretched his rangy frame on the couch by the… Continue reading Rick Perry Possibly to Avoid Divine Retribution