Today ALJ requested that I write something about Bo, the Obamas’ new pooch. I think she ended the request with, “[MJ] did,” as though I am a slave to MJ’s blog or something. As if! I mean, you can read it if you want… But only if you want.
Okay, so maybe I really like MJ’s post about Bo. And only in part because I love that pic of BHO running with the new dog. The youthfulness! The vitality! The lack of waterboarding!
Anywho, I feel like I can contribute something to this discourse.
Here we go.
I spoke to GT yesterday. He and I didn’t get a chance to see each other over the holiday because of a miscommunication involving the plain meaning of the word “unavailable.” There was also some confusion about whether one was answering a question too narrowly or interpreting another’s response too narrowly. Let’s just say it was a hot mess that, while it led to mutual disappointment, we are able to laugh about now.
Anyway, GT was telling me about his Easter. He spent three whole hours with his family. Might be a record. While there, the Republicans in the group (yes, there are still Republicans in NJ… who knew!) spliced in with their criticisms of the new president comments about the new Portuguese addition to the Obama clan.
See, GT and his family are Portuguese. Like from Portugal and everything. Though they are less than pleased with Mr. Obama as a president, they were thrilled to learn that the Obama girls received a Portuguese “man-a-war” as a pet.
Wait – what’s that now? A Portuguese man-a-war? Not quite. But I suppose it helps put their other comments about the president into perspective.
This so-called ALJ is brilliant and lovely.
Right back atcha MJ. Take me to Paris with you!
(Though, I’d like to note, if we are going to be nit-picky about our initials (AEF – I’m talking to you!), then my proper initials are ATL. But, I prefer ALJ anyway. Makes me feel smart.)
You can come with! I like to bring a big suitcase. Casey can too, only if she promises not to force Malaysian food on me.