Friday, April 18, 2008
Correction About Mrs. Potato Head
A friend of mine informed me that there was indeed a Mrs. Potato Head, with collagen-like lips, fifty years before collagen injections. As every politician now seems to say nearly every day, I mis-spoke. Speaking about politicians, I don't think having an elite President of the United States would be a bad thing. I want a smart guy (or gal) as the most powerful person in the world. I don't want to bowl with or drink with the President. Another thing about elitism before I fall off my soapbox. All politicans (and people in our pathetic mainstream media) want us to think they are just regular Joes or Jills. Here's a bulletin for all of us. The three people now running for President are all millionaires. Most of the main "journalists" we all see in our media are wealthy. The elites are trying to convince us that they are not elites. The strange thing is that every four years it seems to work. Eight years ago, many Americans voted for the guy they wanted to have a beer with. How did that turn out?
When Good Eyes Go Bad
Lately, people keep coming up to me while I am dining in restaurants, usually with a piece of ziti hanging from my lip, and some sauce dripping down my chin. They say, "Bob? May I call you Bob? Some people prefer Robert or even Rob or even..." "Is there a question somewhere in there?" I ask firmly. "Why is your blog called Bobs Eye View?" I smile politely at them, carefully keeping the ziti dangling from my lip because I think it looks cool, and respond. "I had a detached retina in 1973, and now I only have one good eye. Thus, my blog is called Bobs Eye View. If I had two good eyes, I might have called it Bobs Eyes View, although saying that out loud could cause injury to the mouth and tongue region. Any other questions?"
A friend of mine informed me that there was indeed a Mrs. Potato Head, with collagen-like lips, fifty years before collagen injections. As every politician now seems to say nearly every day, I mis-spoke. Speaking about politicians, I don't think having an elite President of the United States would be a bad thing. I want a smart guy (or gal) as the most powerful person in the world. I don't want to bowl with or drink with the President. Another thing about elitism before I fall off my soapbox. All politicans (and people in our pathetic mainstream media) want us to think they are just regular Joes or Jills. Here's a bulletin for all of us. The three people now running for President are all millionaires. Most of the main "journalists" we all see in our media are wealthy. The elites are trying to convince us that they are not elites. The strange thing is that every four years it seems to work. Eight years ago, many Americans voted for the guy they wanted to have a beer with. How did that turn out?
When Good Eyes Go Bad
Lately, people keep coming up to me while I am dining in restaurants, usually with a piece of ziti hanging from my lip, and some sauce dripping down my chin. They say, "Bob? May I call you Bob? Some people prefer Robert or even Rob or even..." "Is there a question somewhere in there?" I ask firmly. "Why is your blog called Bobs Eye View?" I smile politely at them, carefully keeping the ziti dangling from my lip because I think it looks cool, and respond. "I had a detached retina in 1973, and now I only have one good eye. Thus, my blog is called Bobs Eye View. If I had two good eyes, I might have called it Bobs Eyes View, although saying that out loud could cause injury to the mouth and tongue region. Any other questions?"
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