Well, just as I did on the nineteenth of last November, I heard my eleven o’clock consultation Thursday morning well before I saw her – in the reception area, once again unloading a boatload of grief on poor Gretchen. “Who the hell is that?” My current appointment, a gentleman from Norway, with whom I had spent… Continue reading Hillary Clinton’s Dead End Secretarial Job
Category: Economics and Finance
1,000 Pound Gorillas R Us
Most Sundays, either Cerise sleeps over at my house in Great Falls, Virginia, or we spend Saturday night at her place and go out for brunch somewhere swanky in the morning. But this week, she’s away on vacation, traveling with friends to Chincoteague Island for the annual pony roundup festival. Chincoteague is, of course, the… Continue reading 1,000 Pound Gorillas R Us
His I-O-U’s… Start in Sacramento…
This afternoon around two, I was concluding a consultation with the international trade attaché from the Embassy of Ghana. As we wound things up, just by way of being polite, I asked how things went during President Obama’s recent visit to Ghana’s capital, Accra. “For the most part,” my guest assured me, “everything went splendidly. … Continue reading His I-O-U’s… Start in Sacramento…
Tear Out the Front Page – There’s No More Toilet Paper
Stopping by the Round Robin Bar on my way home, thinking to partake of that single, classy tipple that would, with the help of a few salty snacks, provide a nice buzz but still keep me below 0.08, I witnessed Minot, so deep in his cups that the sight put me off drinking for the… Continue reading Tear Out the Front Page – There’s No More Toilet Paper
O Ushalin Zhala Sar o Kam Mangela
“The shadow moves as the sun commands.” It’s a figure of speech in the Romany language, one I learned last week. That’s right, I was kidnapped by Gypsies, and that’s where I’ve been since two days after my last post. Now, Gypsies have been kidnapping people for centuries, and it could happen to anybody. Well,… Continue reading O Ushalin Zhala Sar o Kam Mangela