Vortexia's Secret

hey bushy boy... how many people did you take in at your mansion/ranch in crawford?

i have a confession-- i was really hoping that bush would trip as he crossed the lawn to the podium to start his address. i thought i would be pretty hilarious. sadly, he stomped carefully. you could tell it was consuming his whole concentration.

did bushy get a new speech writer? somebody with more than a 2nd grade education? or did they just make him stop drinking the "dr pepper" a few hours before the speech? actually, maybe they let him have a little booze. maybe that's why he can admit fault now. he becomes an apologetic drunk.

what was the thought process in choosing one of the few parts of new orleans that was largely intact for the background of the speech? why go "on location" if you're just going to mask the problem? i mean, i absolutely completely love new orleans. if mayhem and i were brave enough to run away when we had talked about it, i would have found a grad school in new orleans, he would have finished his degree there too, and we would have been living there during the hurricane. until the hurricane, it was still something we discussed. "let's move to new orleans and live there until we have kids. then we'll move somewhere else as be grown ups." why in the world, though, do you go into new orleans and then pick a place that epitomizes the rich and the area that was largely saved from the greatest damage? it just doesn't make sense.

i wonder if he realizes that it doesn't help the racial issues in the area when he states everything as "including for minorities." if you're helping people build their own businesses, i don't think most people would interpret that as only for the white people. but maybe i'm wrong.

enough about him...
i am proud to say that this is the first day in years that i finally got down the process for coming home and kicking back. slipped off the shoes right at the door. went straight back to the bathroom and decided to take a shower. then watched a little tv, lathered on a little lotion to make the legs extra silky. then i took a nap. when i got up, i finished off the ice cream i had left, ate popcorn, and had some vanilla pudding. oh yes, and i gave myself a little foot massage. not nearly as good as having a hot man do it for me, but it was still nice. the one flaw is that i'm now sitting here listening to bush. but i'm willing to overlook that because i know i'll get to watch scrubs afterward. scrubs will make up for it.

thanks for all the comments on the last post. i really enjoyed them!

what is your favorite way to relax?