We could go all apocalyptic and suggest these are signs of the final days. But I’d only go there if someone with orange skin was to become Speaker of the U.S. House of Representatives.
Start off 2011 with Honeybells, God’s own nectar!
Honeybells are our own Florida secret, just for us (and for friends to whom some of you feel kind enough toward to send a bushel or two Up North).
It’s the child…
It is only through the eyes of a child we see the hope for peace and harmony and the promise of a new and brighter day. Until each child of the world has a chance to realize her or his own promised of hope and peace the Christmas story will remain unfinished.
C’mon Congress, have some fun!
Wouldn’t be funny if the House really voted to strip out of the bill the estate tax silliness? That would, of course, alter the bill and require it to go back to the Senate. This would send the entirety of Washington into apoplexy. The senate would freak out. The president would freak out.
Tax deal: we can all cry.
Oh, the weather outside is frightful but the tax talk is so delightful. But since we’ve no place to go, let the snow job go on in the Congress…” Or something like that.
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