 | Happy Birthday Doug Legel! |
My job is not to represent Washington to you, but to represent you to Washington.Barack Obama |
We really had a good thunder snow storm last evening. Probably the best I have ever seen. It started just before dark and continued well into the evening. The lightning flashes were really cool reflected from the snow and the thunder was ever bit as loud as a summer storm. It seemed very strange to see it snowing hard while all that was going on. Illinois ... if you dont like the weather ... stick around a couple hours and it will change. I barely noticed that yesterday was Super Bowl Sunday. I used to keep up with football twenty-some years ago. After Ditka sacked McMahon and the referees seemed to throw more and more games I decided I had enough of watching. Especially the way the networks control the games so heavily to keep their commercials coming and the commentators grew increasing more dumbed down or tarted up. I dont really miss any of it. |
 Democratic presidential hopeful Barack Obama in Los Angeles, California. White House hopefuls have launched a frantic blitz for votes heading into Super Tuesday and the home stretch of the costliest US election campaign in history.(AFP/Emmanuel Dunand) |
Dead Senator While walking down the street one day a U.S. senator is tragically hit by a truck and dies. His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance. Welcome to heaven, says St. Peter. Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so were not sure what to do with you. No problem, just let me in, says the man. Well, Id like to, but I have orders from higher up. What well do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity. Really, Ive made up my mind. I want to be in heaven, says the senator. Im sorry, but we have our rules. And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne. Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises... The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St Peter is waiting for him. Now it s time to visit heaven. So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns. Well, then, youve spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity. The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell. So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. Now the doors of the elevator open and hes in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above. The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. I dont understand, stammers the senator. Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now theres just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened? The devil looks at him, smiles and says, Yesterday we were campaigning ...... Today you voted. |
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