While I’m sure most of this Web log’s readers who live in the United States and Europe know about teleconferencing, for the benefit of those in other parts of the world where the practice is not common, what you do is, you pick up your telephone and enter the number of a “bridge” – sort… Continue reading Romney Campaign Swag Gets Competitive
Cerise is out of town on business this weekend, and Twinkle is staying overnight at the vet, leaving me, so I thought, alone for the day. What’s more, I am completely caught up on my work, too. Therefore, I figured I’d relax on the sofa at home with the latest editions of Harpers, the Atlantic… Continue reading Media Matter Mess Attracts a Mercenary Muse
While relaxing at home in Great Falls, Virginia, this afternoon, I received a telephone call from Jacques, my thoroughly French friend from La Sorbonne. Jacques: Hello, Tom? Comment vas-tu? Tom: Ca va, et toi? Jacques: To tell the truth, my friend Tom, I am not so happy today, because of what I have read on… Continue reading Mitt Romney’s Southern Fried French Connection
My eleven o’clock consultation appointment today was with Marco P. Capellini, who usually lobbies for the National Restaurant Association. Today, however, he was on family business and paying out of his own pocket – or at least offering to do so. “No, no,” I insisted, “please – this one’s on me. Consider it pro bono.”… Continue reading Iowa, Pizza Ranch and the GOP – What Would Jesus Order?
Bright and early this morning, I engaged in my second telephone consultation with Donald Trump, which his personal assistant booked for him on Monday via a call to my personal assistant, Gretchen. “What the hell,” she asked me shortly after informing me of the appointment, “do you suppose he wants now?” “My guess,” I ventured,… Continue reading Donald Trump to Showcase Republican Master Debaters