Sunday, January 27, 2008

Foreign Affairs

I really want to vote for Obama. I just wish he would be a little more specific about how he's going to bring about all this change. I mean, it'd be nice to have a president who was actually inspirational (even Caroline Kennedy compared him to her dad recently), but I'd also like to think he actually had plans for the future. Maybe he's just being vague so his opponents -- now and after the primaries -- can't call him on them. And all this "reach across the aisle" crap better just be schtick to win a general election. I'm okay having a Democratic president who reaches across, as long as he does it with a steel-toed boot. Some of these right wing nutcases got to learn there's a new sheriff in town. Listen, we saw what they did to old Bill Clinton. These people will take your outreached hand and twist it up your rectum.

Over across the pond, French President Nicolas Sarkozy has started a brouhaha over … well, what exactly? Apparently, he dumped his wife for Carla Bruni, a former model and rumored "pal" of Mick Jagger, Eric Clapton, and, um, Donald Trump. Hello, she's a hot, she's Italian, she can sing the feathers off a myna bird, and she likes to read books on the floor without any underwear on -- why is this a scandal?


It seems people are shocked at how open he's been about his paramour, rather than keeping her on the, how you say, down low. Jeez, I'd much rather see her prancing around in a bathing suit than Laura Bush. (This is the same country going nuts for this nude pic of Simone Beauvoir, taken in Chicago in 1950. Note that she's wearing her high heels, even when naked in the bathroom. That's class.)

Speaking of class -- bad transition, I know -- Tracie hooked me up with some CD-swapping people. Each coupled months they pick a theme and make a disc to trade. Next month's theme is Sad Songs. Got any thoughts? I'm trying to pick 15 of the most miserable, loneliest, sad-bastardy tunes of all time.

4 comments:

Bubeau said...

They make sad songs now? Ha, ha.

Aubrey - Bread.

Anonymous said...

dat is one cute death stare.
i can't believe how old gabe looks. i am sick of saying, 'i remember when...'
my skin is peeling. i just arrived from hong kong at 5 a.m. susan and the teachers arrive this saturday. it's like camp. they complained about how dirty manila is at first and now they don't want to come back. those whiners: i swear you can put any adult into a classroom desk and he'll revert to how he was 30 years ago.
i was thinking of ordering that anne tyler book from the states about the korean adoptee. don't know if it's any good.
bjk

ryan d said...

"you are my sunshine" is probably the saddest song ever.

Dan said...

This version is more scary than sad:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o57SI9nK7bQ&feature=related