Is There Yet to be a Ford in Toronto’s Future?

“Mr. Collins,” Gretchen wailed in a desperate tone, “there’s this… uncouth boor, I guess is the best way to put it… on Line One, and I’m pretty sure he’s falling-down drunk, too.  Every other word that comes out of his mouth is either [expletive], [expletive], [expletive] or [expletive], and after I spoke with him for… Continue reading Is There Yet to be a Ford in Toronto’s Future?

Bob McDonnell Took a Bribe – E-I-E-I-O (Allegedly)

Thursday morning, Gretchen booked Governor Robert Francis “Bob” McDonnell for a telephone consultation.  Friday afternoon, he called: McDonnell: Hello?  Tom Collins? Tom: This is he, Governor. McDonnell: It’s a pleasure to speak with you, Mr. Collins. Tom: Call me Tom, please, Governor. McDonnell: Oh, okay, Tom. Tom: To what do I owe the honor of… Continue reading Bob McDonnell Took a Bribe – E-I-E-I-O (Allegedly)

State Department’s Whistle Blower Scandal Cure

Thursday morning, I received a visit from Dr. Evelyn Waugh Tsvangari-O’Shay.  She works at the US State Department Office of the Inspector General. “I suppose,” she began, “you are familiar with the recent allegations lodged against us?” “That the Office of the Secretary of State intervened to quash an investigation of an affair between a… Continue reading State Department’s Whistle Blower Scandal Cure

Mitch McConnell, Ashley Judd and the Three Stooges of Progress Kentucky

Last night, Cerise and I went dancing at the Spanish Ballroom, which is located in Glen Echo Park, Maryland.  Glen Echo Park is the only US National Park dedicated to the arts, and yes, they have a couple of genuine Department of Interior park rangers there, too – with those green park ranger uniforms and… Continue reading Mitch McConnell, Ashley Judd and the Three Stooges of Progress Kentucky

FBI Not Necessarily a Nest of Sexting Villains

Today was another working Saturday, with appointments starting at nine and running until seven.  That was enough for me, to be sure, and more than enough for Gretchen, who asked if she could leave at five in order to get an early start on her evening plans, consisting of a dinner date in Georgetown followed by… Continue reading FBI Not Necessarily a Nest of Sexting Villains