So let’s go cold, bloody, and dying turkey!
Happy Thanksgiving!
You Know What You Get When You Bring a Shotgun to the Wedding
So let’s go cold, bloody, and dying turkey!
Happy Thanksgiving!
As they say in Romance languages and Doris Day lyric, “Que Sera, Sera”.
So Sarah’s back in Wasilla and John’s back in Arizona. What a ride. I hear rumor that Sarah’s gearing up for 2012. So while you can say so long to me I think I’ll keep this blog going periodically. For now, let us part with this poem:
Sarah, dear,
Is it as we fear?
You’re back in Wasilla
Sans Nieman Marcus chinchilla?
Like Icarus to the sun,
You were drawn to the McCain campaign run.
And landed back to earth,
With people still talking about Bristol’s upcoming birth.
Are you lookin’ for answers
From saysooths, tellers, and astrologers?
I say don’t regret and don’t delve,
Just stay home in 2012.
At least I think it’s Hockey Mama for Obama as a Catty Palin Twin.
I watch this video about once a day to make me feel better. Hockey Mama for Obama is very good. Great diction, nice voice, pitch perfect. The pianist in antlers does a fine collaborative job, too.
Update: Gads! I think Hockey Mama for Obama is a flutist.