Fuhrberger versus Moore – Nolo Contendere

It was pretty late on Friday afternoon – I was in the office by myself, getting ready to call it a week, when the phone rang.  It was Fuhrberger, over at Treasury.  He’s the type, who populate Washington like mosquitos on the summer Taiga, that usually goes home around 4 o’clock, so I figured something… Continue reading Fuhrberger versus Moore – Nolo Contendere

Insert Foot in Mouth, then Click on Send

Yesterday, a fellow barged into my office.  I have a standing order with my private secretary, that, should anyone simply burst into her office, ignore her presence, and make for my door, she should go ahead and let them; and, if circumstances allow, press the red button on the underside of her desk as soon… Continue reading Insert Foot in Mouth, then Click on Send

¿Usted Desea Tener Avisos Federales del Registro Con Esa Regulación?

Around 11:00 a.m. yesterday, the news reached me that Slava had gone to that great Provo d’orchestra in the sky.  So, instead of taking lunch at one of the local restaurants, I sent out for sushi and listened to some of his recordings in my office.  Mstislav Leopoldovich Rostropovich was director of the National Symphony… Continue reading ¿Usted Desea Tener Avisos Federales del Registro Con Esa Regulación?

Friday the 13th – Power of the Internet

Tires screeched in my driveway.  Someone pounded at my front door.  WTF, I thought, slipping the custom 9 mm magnum auto cabriolet pistol stuffed with an oversize clip of depleted uranium bullets I keep in my bedroom into the silk-lined holster sewed into the tight, wide band of the full cammo Canadian commando jumpsuit that… Continue reading Friday the 13th – Power of the Internet