Earlier this afternoon, Cerise and I were lying in bed at my home in Great Falls, Virginia with all the windows open enjoying the marvelous brisk spring air and sunny weather, combined with the afterglow of a black truffle omelette, Dom Pérignon champagne blood orange mimosa and Beluga caviar brunch, with its natural consequents, when… Continue reading North Korea’s Fearless Leaders’ Chicken Nephew
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Of Wetbacks, Moose Eaters, and Congressman Don Young
Bright and early this Friday morning, I received a call from United States Congressman Don Young – don’t fret if you have never heard of him, because before he distinguished himself during a candid interview on radio station KRBD this week, Don was the sole member of the House of Representatives for the state of… Continue reading Of Wetbacks, Moose Eaters, and Congressman Don Young
Cyprus Peers into the Abyss of Default and Winks
Friday night at the Round Robin Bar, I spied Hambis Gaurospore Gamotinmanasu, First Attaché for Economic Policy at the Cypriot Embassy here in Washington DC. There’s this Mediterranean brandy, Metaxa, which is considered a bit déclassé, for the most part. The Round Robin stocks the top-of-the-line item, Metaxa Grande Fine – in the back, of course… Continue reading Cyprus Peers into the Abyss of Default and Winks
Tom Discovers what Hamid Karzai’s been Smoking
Late Friday afternoon, as I was crunching some numbers for the Federal Reserve, Gretchen politely interrupted me. “Mr. Collins,” she announced, her blonde head poked discreetly into my office between the heavy oak doors separating me from the reception area, “Khus Dihugami Dadamizo, Special International Policy Emissary of His Excellency President Hamid Karzai for the… Continue reading Tom Discovers what Hamid Karzai’s been Smoking
Echoes of Rand Paul’s Filibuster Continue to Resound
Gretchen demands at least one Saturday a month off from work, and to be honest, I’m sort of glad she does. For me, this particular Saturday afternoon, as it turned out, was just myself at my home in Great Falls, Virginia, with nobody there for company but my cat, Twinkle. My girlfriend, Cerise, had decided… Continue reading Echoes of Rand Paul’s Filibuster Continue to Resound