I had just arrived at the office this morning, perhaps five minutes after Gretchen opened up in preparation for an early consultation appointment, when the telephone rang. After answering, Gretchen put her hand over the receiver and gave me a knowing look. “It’s Mahmud Ahmadinejad,” she whispered. “He sounds drunk.” “Usually is when he calls… Continue reading Bomb-Bomb-Bomb, Bomb-Bomb Iran
Charlie Livingston Albatross
Wednesday morning, I received a visit from Liermann, a Democratic strategist. Refusing coffee or tea, he sat there in my office, glumly popping antacid tablets, clearly beside himself. “Tom,” he whined, “the Democrats are about in the absolute worst situation for a mid-term election a person could possibly imagine. Not only is the economy still… Continue reading Charlie Livingston Albatross
He’s One of A Kind and He’ll Shock Your Mind
I said the age of one my life begun At the age of two I was doin’ the do At the age of three it was you and me Rockin’ to the sounds of the master gee At the age of four I was on the floor Givin’ all the freaks what they bargained for… Continue reading He’s One of A Kind and He’ll Shock Your Mind
Lost Iraqi Treasure DFIs Discovery
“Ahmed” came by the office yesterday. The last time he was there, I scheduled him as the final appointment of the day so the place would have at least twelve hours to air out. That did not, however, prove effective. The next morning, “Ahmed’s” world class camel-jockey body odor still lingered at a level sufficient… Continue reading Lost Iraqi Treasure DFIs Discovery
Vilsack Still Suffering from Premature Termination
Today’s miserable outdoor conditions were more proof (as if we needed it here) that the primary difference between Hell and Washington DC in the summer is that Hell has dry heat. The mercury climbed to around one hundred this afternoon, and with the humidity, it felt like about one hundred and ten outside. Which is… Continue reading Vilsack Still Suffering from Premature Termination