Where Are My Keys?

Not only will Obama save the World, he'll save relationships..

You know, 'cause we'll all follow their lead. 

“They took a moment to face each other, to kiss and hold one another, regardless of the magnitude and spectacle of the night,” said Camille Washington, a Bay Area blogger on Soulbounce.com, a music and culture site. “That says a lot.”

The Obamas represent a welcome change as an openly affectionate and romantic couple for many Americans. Some experts say that the soon-to-be first couple embody the ideal healthy relationship, and that they can stir up love around the country. The New York Daily News even predicted a baby boom attributed to election night friskiness inspired by the Obamas.

“Michelle and Barack are so obviously in love it's actually helping me to believe in love again,” Washington, 25, wrote on her blog.  

Give me a break.

 

Don't look now, but..

My Sun Devils blasted UCLA 34-9 last night, bringing their overall record to 5-6.  A win on december 6th over intra-State rival Arizona would give them 6 wins, and fifth place in the Pac-10.  That means a bowl game.

The Devils have struggled on the road, and the game is in Tucson.  Look for ASU to win a close one, and take out their aggressions on a "lost" season against the Wildcats.

A contribution from Paulie..

For some reason, friend of WAMK Paulie has had some challenges logging into the new commenting interface.  He did however, send this link for us to enjoy.  Denny Crane of Boston Legal weighs in on gun control:

Thanksgiving, Whittle-style..

Tuesday night of last week, I got a call from Richard, a good friend of mine. I just wasn’t in the mood to take it, you know? You’ve been there. Anyway, he didn’t leave a message.

The next day got away from me, but the day after that I called his cell on the way to work just to catch up. His wife answered the phone. And then I found out that Richard had died in his sleep the day before. Just like that. Gone. He left a wife, a five-year-old daughter, and a son who’s not yet one.

So this is my Thanksgiving message. It’s not dreary or sad at all — on the contrary.

You see, my friend Richard worked for Boeing. He was a defense contractor, and, like so many of his fellow employees, he was a true-blue patriot who loved his country and spent his life making sure that she did not come to harm. I am thankful to him for that… to Richard and all those others, and I am thankful to live in a time where the very idea of a person in their mid forties simply up and dying is so stunning and unheard of that it takes a week just to process it. It’s because of men like Richard that we don’t have to worry about armed invasion — a fear borne by pretty much every human throughout all of recorded, and pre-recorded history. And I am especially grateful to the millions of other hardworking, dedicated people that have so far pushed the boundaries of medicine and science that death itself — which was commonplace for my father’s generation — now seems surreal and almost unnatural.

But of all the things I am thankful for on this most American of holidays, nothing surpasses the pride and gratitude I feel to live in a country where I may sit in this chair and write about whatever I damn well please, without fear of retribution or intimidation. It’s an amazing right. And I’ll continue to sit here and rail against the things I feel hurt our country and our people, knowing in my heart that the instant the people I oppose so passionately actually start to suffer the loss of their rights or freedoms I will be there defending them — armed, if necessary — and that the vast majority of them will do the same for me.

There was a headline on “The Drudge Report” on Tuesday about a Russian analyst predicting the break-up and fall of the USA. Don’t hold your breath, comrade. Today, all across this country, millions of people who go head-to-head on red state/blue state issues will go home, eat turkey, and then passionately go at it again watching Auburn take on Alabama, or Florida play Florida State. And we’ll get about as hot and excited as we do about politics, and none of it will matter. Because when all is said and done, we’re all Americans, together. That’s not something that Russian analyst — or just about anyone else who’s not a part of this raucous, screaming family — has ever been able to figure out.

My office is located just a few blocks from LAX. Driving in to work today, I watched a Qantas 747 rotate, climb into a clear blue sky, and head on out to sea. I’ve been on that flight… twelve and a half hours at 85 percent of the speed of sound, and nothing but water after the first mile. We watch movies and eat dinner, perhaps sleep for a while, eight miles above the earth, flying through the sub-zero air with the speed of a musket ball.

This is a world of miracles. My friend Richard helped build them. We’re pilots, Richard and I, and pilots say “our friend has ‘Gone West.’” Someday, when they are older — and if I haven’t gone west myself — I’ll tell his children what kind of man their father was, and the part he played keeping this magnificent family safe and free and, for the most part, thankful.

Have a great Thanksgiving, everyone. We earn it, every year.

Well said, Bill.  As always.

Spitzer walks. Is it fair?

Great piece on "Client 9".

One way to make an Iowa-Minnesota game interesting..

And you say there's nothing to do in Minnesota!

This does make me wonder a bit, however:

The duo — a 38-year-old woman and a 26-year-old man from Carroll and Linden, Iowa, respectively — turned a handicapped toilet stall into their love nest about 8:30 p.m., late in the Hawkeyes' 55-0 trouncing of the Gophers.

Did these two come to the game together?  They are from different age groups, and different cities.  Those cities are in Iowa, and the game was in Minnesota.  More curiousness:

Hestness assumed the woman was embarrassed about being caught: She initially gave a false name to officers and had to be identified by her husband before she was released.

The man was attending the game with his girlfriend, according to police.

She had to be identified by her husband, and the guy was there with is girlfriend.  Hmm.  I was wondering why the paper didn't list the names of the alleged fornicators, as both of them are over 18.  Perhaps this is why?

To borrow a line from Paul Harvey, now you know the rrrrrreeeeest of the story:

A Carroll woman who was caught having sex in the men's room at an Iowa Hawkeye football game in Minneapolis last weekend says she’d had so much wine before kickoff that she doesn’t remember walking into the restroom, the man she had sex with in a stall, or when the police opened the door.

Feldman, a married mother of three, has been the target of Internet jokes and prank telephone calls today. She was fired this morning from an assisted living center, where she had been an administrator.

Feldman said her husband, Kelly, has been supportive. She said he faults himself for not going with her when she left her seat to use the restroom before halftime.

“I don’t know what happened,” Lois Feldman said. “But I don’t deny that it did happen because obviously there are police reports.”

 

A day of Thanks..

A short list of what I am thankful for:

• I'm thankful for my wonderful wife.  She is a great mother, my best friend, and my soulmate.
• I'm thankful for my perfect daughter.  She continues to amaze me each day.
• I'm thankful that I have a roof over my head, and food on the table.
• I'm thankful for my great family and friends.  I don't say it nearly enough, but you all are the best.
• I'm thankful I have a great job, with a great Company.  Things are so much better than from where I came!
• I'm thankful I live in the best Country on the face of the Earth.
• I'm thankful for the U.S. Military around the World that walk a post, and keep me and mine safe from harm.
• I'm thankful for being in good health, and that my family and friends are as well.
• I'm thankful for the little things that bring me joy each day-a bright blue Colorado sky, hearing my wife and daughter laughing upstairs while I work in my office, my two dogs when we go for our nightly walk, reading and answering comments on this blog.

May you and yours have a safe and happy Thanksgiving holiday. 

Stay classy, Al Franken..

I know, "classy" and "Al Franken" in the same sentence.  It's like "jumbo shrimp", right?

Anyway, Al Franken is realizing that he's not going to win the recount in Minnesota, and now wants the Senate to intervene.  And Harry Reid is more than happy to help him:

Later Wednesday afternoon, Reid opened the door for Senate intervention into the Minnesota election processing, saying: "Today's decision by the Minnesota Canvassing Board not to count certain absentee ballots is cause for great concern." Reid made the statement in a release from his official U.S. Senate office.

Coleman Campaign Manager Cullen Sheehan responded:

"This is a stunning admission by the Franken campaign that they are willing to take this process away from Minnesotans if they fail to win the recount. It is even more stunning that the Democratic Senate leader would inject himself into the Minnesota election process. This says that Franken is fully prepared and armed to take this matter to the United States Senate and that the Senate will be receptive - even if Franken fails to succeed in winning the recount. This is a troubling new development. We call upon Al Franken to personally disavow his attorney's comments, and to commit to Minnesotans that he will not allow this election to be overturned by the leadership of the Democratic Senate. Al Franken owes it to the people of this state to reject any and all efforts to stop a Minnesota Senator from being sworn in on January 6th if Norm Coleman continues to be shown to have won this election after the recount."

Every legal attempt by Franken to pull out a victory has come up short, and now he wants the Senate of the United States to step in.  Incredible balls, Mr. Franken.

I guess Franken will keep trying until her gets the result he desires, eh?  What about the voters of Minnesota?

Reminds me of riding in a car with JDJ..

Of course, JDJ would do these maneuvers in a VW Bug..

It's the economy, stoopid.

David Harsanyi explains why it all comes down to money:

Obama's campaign was a feast of platitudinous feel-gooderism and leftist populism. Yet, judging from his recent economic appointments (Larry Summers, Tim Geithner), Obama's ears are open to pragmatic, moderate types who aren't wholeheartedly on a redistribution-of-wealth kick.

Some high-profile progressive pundits have quickly taken to their keyboards and angrily admonished Obama for neglecting a historic victory and demanded a fulfillment of their . . . er, his mandate. They haven't, evidently, been paying attention.

If Obama has proven something conclusively, it's that he is a brilliant politician. Brilliant politicians will normally exhibit an exceptional grasp of the electoral landscape. Brilliant politicians, in fact, are typically elected to second terms because brilliant politicians understand that Americans share one dogmatic and incontrovertible conviction: they want their 401(k)s to stop hemorrhaging.

So no one can blame progressives for getting antsy. When The Washington Post describes Obama's lead economic advisers as people who "firmly believe that limited government spending combined with free markets can create lasting prosperity," well, as Chris Matthews might say, that sort of thing can give fiscal conservatives a thrill up the leg.

And when William Daley, a key member of that economic team, claims that due to serious implications of the present economic downturn, the president-elect is inclined toward allowing Bush tax cuts "for the wealthy" to expire in 2011 rather than repealing them (as he had promised), you realize campaign rhetoric is tons of fun but utterly meaningless.