Senator Walnuts is back in the Gret Stet. His last attempt at a photo-op on an oil rig was messed up by Hurricane Dolly. This time, Tropical Storm Fay is meandering slowly through Florida and will end up lord only knows where BUT McCain will have his close encounter with a derrick and I don't mean the Bad Shepherd.
One Gret Stet luminary Walnuts won't encounter is Governor PBJ who seems to be out of the Veepstakes at this point. Perhaps Walnuts has figured out what an annoying twerp PBJ is. The Boy Wonder was on Meet The Press on Sunday and kept saying: I got the job I want. I got the job I want. It was like a fracking tape loop, y'all. I can't get it out of my head: on and on and on and on and I didn't believe a word of it. PBJ is starting to sound like the Rain Man on steroids. (I wonder if he's an excellent driver?) I guess my dream of a Walnuts-n-PBJ sandwich may be over; guess I'll have to settle for a fluffer nutter...
In case you're wondering, I have no intention of posting a video of Strangers In The Night. I love Sinatra but not that tune. It's one of his worst hit songs with all that doobie doobie doo crapola. I keep expecting him to sing the chorus of Black Water or something equally frightening. Instead, here's something Walnuts *might* have belted out on Florida's Space Coast yesterday if life were a musical and Count Basie's Orchestra just happened to be there:
Problem is, I can't get "Space Cowboys" outta my head with this one. Oh my
God, they killed Tommy Lee Jones! You bastards!
"To do is to be." -- Nietsche
Great song. I've ben singin' it (to myself, lest I get clobbered!) all
week. The Basie Band makes it particularly hip.