Donald Trump (the self-centered billionaire who stars on “Celebrity Apprentice”) is going to write his autobiography (about himself). It will be a love story.
I admit that I am getting older! I was walking the Mall yesterday when I was propositioned by a sexy lady. She said she would do anything I wanted for $100. I accepted her offer. She is now painting our house.
Sunday night was spent watching weather channels. Weather pre-empted regular programming because of severe weather conducive to tornados and hail. The new acronym used by meteorologists is PDS. It stands for potential developing situation. Grasshopper No.3 admitted that for the first time ever, he moved to the basement because tornados were being reported in the area. They hit in Menasha and Kaukauna so they were all around. The good news is we were spared any damage. The bad news is we missed “the Amazing Race” and “Celebrity Apprentice” usually on regular TV.
I heard the expression “Kick the Can” this morning. I remember playing the game as a kid on an empty lot in downtown Plymouth. My recollection of all the rules is vague but the game was played with a real tin can and one person was “it”. The “it person” had to guard the can while trying to find all the other players. If someone could kick the can while the searching effort went on, the game started over with “it” still being the keeper of the can. Kicking the can meant that the outcome of the game would go on and on and on. Our Federal government keeps kicking our financial future down the road. Our national debt keeps rising, spending on government programs keeps increasing and our elected officials keep deferring decisions on reducing social programs. Maybe we should call it “Kick Financial Responsibility”.
Twelve more days of Lenten sacrifice.
Open your windows and let the air blow.
Love,
Dad