Well yesterday was certainly fun here at Bagwine Ruminations.I was a bit surprised by some of your hurtful and malicious comments towards others. I am so glad that I was able, to once again, stay above the fray.
I for one, refuse to be dragged down into the mud and launch into political propaganda and invectives. I like to remain clean and articulate.
I swear; you guys should be ashamed of yourselves.
However, I am more than willing to forgive you all, so consider yourselves exculpated. (Hey Hoot, that means forgiven, cleared, absolved etc.)
Anyhoo, I am going to display a much lighter, carefree attitude today. I am off for the next three days and wish not to spend the time carrying around a heavy heart.
So, no cheap McCain jokes today. I will leave Johnny Mac alone. I don’t even know why I pick on him so.
I mean, what’s not to like about the grandfatherly Senator? He’s seems like he would be fun to sit down with and engage in a rousing game of pinochle or dominos.
Perhaps, mosey over to the assisted living complex dining room with him after our game and grab the early bird special.
And then, share a joke, a handshake, and still make it into bed for a good night’s sleep prior to the six o’clock news coming on.
But, still…I just can’t vote for the guy. I wasn’t sure why, but then Schmoop put her finger on it the other day.
Schmoop in her folksy, yet esoteric way said, “I will never vote for a Presidential candidate who is unable to High-Five me.”
Beauty and Brains…Her statement erased any doubts that I had, and put me squarely into the Obama camp. High-Five, Schmoop, High-Five.
So with that, I must ready myself for the impending visit of Micky-T. I wish him safe travels and shall see him later today.
But before I go, and in keeping with my light-hearted mood, I leave you with a bouncy little ditty by the Irish Rovers…Lily the Pink.
Anyhoo, I am going to display a much lighter, carefree attitude today. I am off for the next three days and wish not to spend the time carrying around a heavy heart.
So, no cheap McCain jokes today. I will leave Johnny Mac alone. I don’t even know why I pick on him so.
I mean, what’s not to like about the grandfatherly Senator? He’s seems like he would be fun to sit down with and engage in a rousing game of pinochle or dominos.
Perhaps, mosey over to the assisted living complex dining room with him after our game and grab the early bird special.
And then, share a joke, a handshake, and still make it into bed for a good night’s sleep prior to the six o’clock news coming on.
But, still…I just can’t vote for the guy. I wasn’t sure why, but then Schmoop put her finger on it the other day.
Schmoop in her folksy, yet esoteric way said, “I will never vote for a Presidential candidate who is unable to High-Five me.”
Beauty and Brains…Her statement erased any doubts that I had, and put me squarely into the Obama camp. High-Five, Schmoop, High-Five.
So with that, I must ready myself for the impending visit of Micky-T. I wish him safe travels and shall see him later today.
But before I go, and in keeping with my light-hearted mood, I leave you with a bouncy little ditty by the Irish Rovers…Lily the Pink.
Have a great day all…
Cheers!!
Cheers!!
30 comments:
since you insist on remaining clean and articulate I must forego discussing the grease....
cause it is...well...greasy...
and you would be speechless.
God Forbide.
enjoy your time with Micky-T
Kat: Rats...I guess I greased myself into a corner with my cleanness. But thanks, it should be interesting. Cheers Kat!!
do you know who K.Wallace is?
Kat: No. I have no idea who did the video I picked it off of You Tube just for the song. Cheers!!
“I will never vote for a Presidential candidate who is unable to High-Five me.”
Brilliant.
I'm pretty sure I could outrun him too. That bothers me a bit also. ;-)
Hey! Pinochle is a game of skill!!
And don't be giving Micky *my* sloppy wet kiss - and don't let Schmoop do it either!
Jay: Ha. It was her best line in quite awhile. And yours is pretty damn funny as well. Cheers!!
Dana: Micky can have ALMOST anything he wants, the sloppy, warm, wetness is reserved for you. Cheers!!
That Schmoop is a pistol. I think this could be the final straw to sway the undecideds. All they wanted was a high five all along.
Knight: Darn straight. A well intended High-Five can mean so much to a voter. She nailed it. Cheers!!
I hope you made arrangements for Inky and Lola to be there too while I visit. Although Inky doesn't look like he could hold to much.
drink, drink, drink, drinky drink
Oh what fun in Bagwine!
omg I love the high five comment! Okay, we'll all play nice. LOVE the song. Can I teach it to the kindergartners? Think their parents will like it?
Micky: I'll make sure that Inky and the lovely Lola show up. Have a safe trip and I shall see you soonly. Cheers Mick!!
Vodka: Ha. By all means teach them not only the song but Schmoop's comment as well. It'll be a big hit. Cheers VM!!
He may not be able to high-five you but I bet he could too-slow you better than anyone else there. You merely have to play to his strengths. Just sayin' Cheers, baby!
Lady Jaye: You are so good at picking out a person's strengths. Dead On. Cheers Gorgeous!!
You know you and JMac could always do the ultimate "low-five" - you know tapping your toes together...
Would that suffice?
I will have to watch the National News today for any word out of Bagwine...
DRIVE SAFE MICK..it will be the last safe thing you do for the next few days!
I love it when Schmoop puts her finger on it. ;)
Bond: I just can't go with the Low-Five. It's just not the same. Here's to Mick. Cheers Vin!!
RLL: Ha...Her digits are pretty talented. Cheers Sexy!!
Obama doesn't high five either. He does that fist bump. You and Shmoop might have start looking at Nader more closely.
Karen: I dig the fist bump, my son does it with me all the time. As for Nader? I could never vote for a guy whose ego is bigger than mine, and has nothing with which to back it up. Cheers!!
I feel I must chime in here because of two things: 1) Johnny Mac does NOT live in an assisted living center. In fact, he is selling their multi-million dollar oasis in the desert in anticipation of their move to the assisted living mansion.
2) My hubby has a similar physical impairment to Johnny Mac's, and my hubby also is unable to high five...with his RIGHT arm. He is, however, able to do so with his left, so is my hubby still trustworthy by Schmoop's standards?
Songbird: I will have to defer the answer to question number 2 to Schmoop. As far as you assertion that he doesn't live in an assisted living facility, I offer this take...
While he doesn't physically live in one, I am sure that Cindy feeds him, and Palin changes his diaper, because, well, that's what Veeps do. Cheers!!
My but we're in a festive good mood today. And you STILL have your win to collect over at my place. Chris (your co-winner) just collected his prize. He had me clean out his garage and post about it...
...you be sure to make Mic eat all his loose meat...he needs his vitamins for that wimpy bicept....
VE: I have three ideas I will determine a final request today. I'll be over this afternoon. Cheers you nut!!
Phfrankie: How ironic! Just as I was responding, Mick showed up. Let the games begin!! Cheers P-Man!!
I am so envious of Mickey-T !!!
But he's a great guy and deserves a good time - oh OK, I'm over it.
I left him a comment to give you a kiss me from me. Let me know if you can tell which one is mine ;)
I didn't come by yesterday. Had a client who was trying real hard to screw me - and I knew I wouldn't enjoy it. Spent the day on conference calls. I can't read you and do anything else - you absorb me that much!!
Should I go back Matty? Or just be glad and move forward?
I thought it was pretty funny how perplexed the conservative world was about the fist bump thing. Do they live in the same country we do? I don't even watch TV and I'm cooler than these people. I didn't actually know that I was cooler than anybody till that moment.
I'll go on record stating that I am pretty sure you'd beat The Mac in a sword fight too.
Wink Wink Wink.
Schmoop owns. She needs to start her own line of needlepoint samplers with her words of wisdom.
I dunno know why I can't vote for McCain either. I mean, there is just something inherently charming about a guy who graduated fourth from the bottom of his class at Annapolis, is a worse pilot than Dubya, who cheated on his wife who was disfigured in a car accident, and then later called his other trophy wife a "cunt" in front of reporters, who partied in the Bahamas regularly with Charles Keating, and who regularly looks like the sort of guy who would pop a little kid's neck for not getting off his lawn. He just screams all around WINNER to me. :)
Good times, Matt-Man. Good times. lol
Just droppin' in to say HI to ya Matt-Man.
I tell ya, Politics and Religion. Not good things to discuss unless you're discussing with someone you know that's willing to agree's to disagree. People need to accept each other for who we are and what we believe. Even if we're different.
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