Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Dear Old Blue & Grey

Happy Birthday, Georgetown.
Swift Potomac's lovely daughter.
I can remember your Bicentennial like it was yesterday. Same day that Dali died in Figueres.

Had a truly weird and not-comfortable experience at the grand opening of Obama's HQ in the Valley last night. Kinda spooky dealing with overzealous strangers who patronize you and do high-pressure mind games. Bottomline: I'll phone bank when I want to. I'm still down with the BHO; but it was so utterly Scientology-like in there, that I could have been swayed by a kindly Huckabee supporter standing outside. My plan had been to buy some swag, since the junk I ordered hasn't arrived in the past 12 days. I knew there was a reason I got out of first-person politics. Bad form, Obama HQ.

Peace & Disco Beats


Blogger George said...

You could always come over to the dark side... where at least what you see is what you get and not the Dr. J. converse, per se... er... something like that. Like Frank Caliendo intoned during the ads that are (were?) better than the shows, "Take me out to the ballgame."

7:00 PM, January 23, 2008  

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