Monday, January 03, 2005
Well, la-di-FREAKIN'-da!
My last post was a joke. In truth, I spent the New Year's weekend with other esteemed thinkers and doers in Charleston, at the Renaissance Weekend. Although we are wealthy and influential in a way unimaginable to you, my readers, we act just like regular folks during the weekend. We wear nametags. And grandstanding is simply not tolerated.
Bill Clinton started to grandstand a little bit, and we all shunned him. Turned our backs on him. He pitched a big hissy fit, but later apologized for his limelight-hogging.
Anyways, I'd tell you all more about it, but then I'd have to kill you.
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My last post was a joke. In truth, I spent the New Year's weekend with other esteemed thinkers and doers in Charleston, at the Renaissance Weekend. Although we are wealthy and influential in a way unimaginable to you, my readers, we act just like regular folks during the weekend. We wear nametags. And grandstanding is simply not tolerated.
Bill Clinton started to grandstand a little bit, and we all shunned him. Turned our backs on him. He pitched a big hissy fit, but later apologized for his limelight-hogging.
Anyways, I'd tell you all more about it, but then I'd have to kill you.
