teddy! i would add katrina to the safewords list

Teddy!

If anyone mentions Obama’s birth certificate, down the whole bottle.

Teddy!

I think I would be passed out before the opening address finished with that game.

Apparently there will no longer be hurricane-unaffected GOP-klatches in America’s future.

I do hope they opt to avoid Chicago in the future in that case.

bong hits for birth certificates

The R convention will have to do without me. Can’t imagine anything worse. If flights are grounded tomorrow, then delegates and others will be lucky to get there by Wednesday. The Donald will be furious if he has to speak to a half empty house.

Hi suz! Did it cool off there?

Me, too. I am not masochistic enough to deliberately watch that crazy hate fest.

Yeah trump can’t get there for the shortened schedule, so maybe no birther shit.

The Donald doesn’t deserve that much attention.

I want to see MSNBC play FOX for the week, though. Should be fun being Rachel Maddow.

Hey — his name is in the new Obama ad about Mitt’s taxrate, on his plane.

In Gold Letters, so you know he’s important.

When devising a drinking game, especially one encompassing multiple days and multiple speakers on the television machine, it’s important to know your goals.

Goal #1 is to feel no pain, which is why you should drink yourself senseless before the coverage starts.

Or, better yet, skip the convention and just drink yourself senseless.

I figure that is just making Rmoney look even more ridiculous and frivolous by association.

Is that even possible?

Only marginally, but you have to admit that The Donald manages it.

yeah sure did…. barely hit the 70′s today and was mainly in the 60′s…

Teddy, this is a great piece — even though this (below) isn’t the take-home message, you really made me laugh!

This is really quite an amazing political makeover for a fellow who used to call himself a “Ronald Reagan, Jeb Bush Republican.” Charlie must have quite a large wardrobe, and a talented team, sharing that closet of his.

Good writing.

spitballs, spitballs! suzanne always tells us what to do with the spitballs; what are s’posed to do, Teddy

defintely! us alchy-holics wanna have some fun, too!!

If the prospect of several thousand angry right-wing lunatics descending on Tampa hasn’t driven you back to the bottle, nothing will….

If I lived in Tampa I would evacuate even without the hurricane.

I don’t know about that. My ex-daughter-in-law reminded me via Facebook today that my youngest grandson starts high school tomorrow. Good thing that I am still feeling good from seeing Robert Randolph and the Family Band live and free last night in downtown Missoula.

now, the Charlie Crist closet joke—- very nice; a little mean but very nice; what you’ll be hearin’ in tampa about charlie probably won’t be quite as witty; will be more, should we say, direct

Funny stuff, everyone.
I’ve gotten so boring in this age and stage.
No drinking games for me. But, it’s still fun. And, funny.
Thanks Teddy.

I suspect that his name will never even be mentioned publicly.

If there were a statue of Crist, the GOP would stage a teardown.

Why, thank you — you’ve made my evening, micki. Seriously, that was worth all the work I put into this silly little piece this afternoon, your note.

Spitballs are Late Late. You straighten up and fly right, Floridian.

All eyes are on you this week, BFL. Don’t let the rest of us down!

‘Twere right fine and delightsome imagery that brought a smile and giggle to my lips, I must say.

I simply adore the fabulous idea that Charlie plans to run against Lex Luthor next time — as a Democrat!

if they were descending on Orlando, it would and you know, we have a brandy sparkling new big-ass arena for the main klatch and a convention center for the side klatches and LOTS of hotel space– and WE’RE the City Beautiful, damnit; Tampa thinks it’s so cool just because they have a football team; and a baseball team; and a hockey team; and a downtown, and a nightlife and a medical school and a waterfront and the Yankees spring training

That’s right! Here in late night, we are all about rotten produce and dog turds. Also fucks. Lots of fucks. (Which pretty pretty well describes the RNC, now that I think about it).

But Tampa does have a Democratic government…which is probably the real reason the Thugs decided to have their little shindig there. They plan to trash the place.

yup; gonna be a tough campaign for Lex to unilaterally run; looking forward to it— you can expect Charlie’s take on the old Reagan line – I didn’t leave the GOP, it left me; only that isn’t true in FL – The GOP is right where it always was; should be fun

Tuezday’s gonna be there on–well– Tuesday; we need to get updates from her

From BFL’s description, it is probably because they have more hookers and strippers, always a major consideration for the party of Family Values ™. Orlando is more family oriented, don’t you know.

True about the hookers and strippers, but I still won’t be surprised if they trash the place.

That is a given anywhere they are. Look what they have done to the country every time they have been in charge for the past 30 years.

It’s funny because Norm Coleman had to change parties from Democrat-Farmer-Labor in Minnesota when they told him there weren’t to be any more closeted officeholders in their party. So Norm converted to GOP.

Allegedly. Well, not really allegedly, but you know…

Thanks!

yeah; Tampa is an actual city; Orlando is, as a Boston Globe sports reporter once said, Hooterville on Lake Eola

Lotsa

The Thugs really do have a frat-boy-on-spring-break mentality; it’s a wonder they don’t have all their conventions in Lauderdale (and trash the place each time).

I think they are more the Redneck Riviera types.

another word to listen for if you wanna get shit faced is “courage”== as in the courage of our troops; the courage of Paul Ryan to try to take on________ – here you may get a double shot- unions, nancy pelosi, harry reid, socialists

another safe word in “democratic”

Time for me to toddle off. School starts tomorrow and, while I do not have any classes until Tuesday, I have to show up and wear long pants and shoes and pretend to be a grown up. Take care all.

nite; don’t forget socks

another safe word in “democratic”

You’re right, no one is going to say that.

omg long pants perish the thought!

Seriously, we went to dinner Saturday night and both of the other couple showed up in blue jeans. I hadn’t realized we were going to a fancy place — and I’d picked it! We were both in shorts.

Damn, forgot that one. The -ic the GOP is allergic to.

Oh my word, so do I. Can it be classes started on Thursday last.

Hi ‘lakers. I hope everyone is better than I am.

We fired up last Thursday too.

Our new class numbers only seven. But they are lovely and really excited about methodology, the hardest class they will take in art history.

LOL. I guess Portland’s dress code is much like San Antonio’s.

I, in my quest to “not look old” (particularly while I was job-hunting) have actually gotten so used to not wearing stockings/panthose that I was caught completely off-guard at the airport Thursday, when I realized it was time to take off my shoes and I would then be barefoot on the airport floor (eeewwww!)
Normally I travel wearing sneakers and socks for that very reason, but this was a business trip, and I had to head to court almost as soon as we landed. I’d kinda hate to go back to them now.

Cool. My kids seem to be bright and eager, too. I’ll do my most ut not to beat that out of them too quickly.

I always wear slip on shoes to the airport now that TSA has sucked the last dregs of the joy and adventure from flying.

Did I tell you that I turned 60 this year? Does this make me seem more mellow or just old?

Always slip ons — I’m just a whore for the TSA. BTW, leaving Saturday for Munich and Berlin.

In Orlando, we don’t use the word “Lakers”

I’ll 58 in two and a half weeks.

I got my annual “I’m as old as you are now” phone call from my sister. This year I told her she is welcome to pass me if she thinks she can get it done.

So, CE, do ya think Medicare will be there for thee and me in any sort of form we’ll recognize?

Too bad Isaac is going to dominate the news. It benefits the Republics not to have too many paying attention to their nonsense.

Who used the word Lakers? I wrote ‘lakers.

Not the same thing at all. /snark.

Oh, I think that Isaac’s presence will act as a great lead-in to the GOTP’s shenanigans.

BTW, if you haven’t already, check out this week’s Economist piece on Rmoney. Shorter version: “Mitt Romney is a perfectly-oiled weather vane.”

In six to eight years for me and thee, only if the Dems win. Likely?

flying is not at all enjoyable ESPECIALLY WHEN U-S FUCKING AIR FUCKS UP A SIMPLE FUCKING FLIGHT AND LEAVES YOU IN NEWARK FUCKING AIRPORT FOR 12 HOURS!!!

dems win== not likely, not unlikely either; was looking at an electoral map with poll numbers and shit today–not reassuring if you’re a dem

I wish I knew. I really wish I knew.

I was feeling better-ish until I got back from oHIo to discover we had been burgled (and the house was tossed) and then today’s CNN poll results showing a dead heat.

CNN uses ORC, which of late has a house-effect nearly 0 to very slightly D. Not good news for the Prez.

hi CE!

Tell me about it! damn.

hi BC!

Kids must be learning lots more than when I was young and started school the week after Labor Day.

This is a much funnier comment if you read it and slowly realize, as I did, that commenter tejanarusa is not a man. Ah, gender on the internet — always a laugh riot!

We don’t need to take our shoes off in Portland any more. I presume we’re being bombarded with radiation through the floor or something, but it’s all cool.

Hey, if you weren’t lcoked in a smelly aluminum tube on the tarmac, quitcherbitchin…

As to the TSA…. I was flying to Portland this week for a family wedding, and sure enough the matron poked my hair again to see if I had any bombs in my braids. We still take our shoes off in honor of the shoe-bomber. I am quite amazed that after two undie-bomber attempts we are still allowed to board with our underwear on. What’s up with that, TSA????

Maybe. When I was in school and even semester system schools started after Labor Day, they either came back after New Year’s for finals, or stayed in session right up to Christmas. Quarter system schools started mid-September and knocked of by mid-December.

I don’t think kids are learning any more, we’ve just displaced the dates.

I’m going to quit flying when they make pre-flight colonoscopies mandatory instead of optional like they are now.

au contraire…. I had to take my shoes off to get out of Portland just this a.m…… but, whatever. I’m thinking of bringing extra undies and just tossing them left and right as I proceed through the lines. Fuck Michael Chertoff and the armadillo he rode in on.

Chuck Michael Fertoff? I think I went to junior HS with him and Rev Spooner…

I decided to forgo the “radio wave” (totally safe, they assured me!) machine while departing Santa Barbara…..I was feeling feisty and had the time. A matron was called and she gave me the opportunity to step into a private room. Nope, I told her, let’s just go for it. I spread ‘em, and she backhandedly felt me up and down. She got a tiny bit concerned about a lump in one pocket…..”Oh, that’s my kleenex…..do you want to check it out?” She demurred. But she, too, felt up my braids. The stupidity…. it just never ends.

I always opt-out of ionizing radiation.

I mean, sweet jeebus: my dentist won’t shoot x-rays of my jaws without my wearing a lead apron. His office has long since switched to the digital imaging. The x-ray dose is almost negligible.

TSA won’t let me wear a lead apron. So, f*** that noise. Cop a feel if you have to, guys.

Really?? What airline?

g’evening, Pups! I had to stay at work too fucking long tonight. blergh … way past my bedtime.

Teddy, your similar comment on fb,

And these people, who planned a national convention in hurricane season for Tampa, want America’s nuclear launch codes?

I don’t think so.

had me laughing between all the cuss-inducing crises at work today.

I do go through the microwave scanners. They don’t concern me nearly as much as the so-called “soft” x-rays.

We wouldn’t have to worry about it much longer. Most of us won’t be able to afford to fly soon.

Everyone going through the lines at PDX had to take their shoes off…..maybe it was a summer special? I think the PDX system of running everyone through the same line is intimidating, but I must say that it was very fast. People born in 1937 and before no longer have to take off jackets or sweaters and maybe shoes….. hello old people bombers!

Well, I’ve got to say good night. I have to take Tommy Tundra to the locksmith in the morning to get rekeyed and the security system reset and a new security fob.

I hate burglars.

AFAIK, the only airports with multiple checkpoints are the really big ones with more than one concourse building.

I think I told you the funny about going through Bozeman with my daughter and her 4 year old twins. My daughter left her wallet in her sister’s car and had no ID …. but, voila!, she found a magazine in her purse that had her name and address on it. After that “enhanced interrogation” she and the boys were allowed to go right on through………..while the grandma was being x-rayed AND fondled and braids poked and prodded. I guess I just look like trouble………….and that makes me want to be trouble~ I’m learning stuff day by day.

The last time Mrs Dr CT and I went to Hawaii, we spent the afternoon before we left on the beach in front of the hotel. Being a cooperative, law-abiding sort of fellow, I put my driver’s license and $30 in the top pocket of my Tilley. We got back to our hotel room, showered and packed and went to supper in the hotel restaurant. I put it on my room bill.

Fast forward to the next morning at Honolulu Int’l Airport. I have no, zero, zip ID acceptable to TSA. I have my University ID, credit cards, Voter card, but no D/L (and I don’t bring my passport on domestic trips). I was panicky and couldn’t think clearly.

I was shunted into the special, double secret, intensively invasive personal search. Mrs Dr BC went through the standard line. I was waiting for her when she got through. She was not happy with me… about halfway back to LA I realized my D/L (and some cash) was in my suitcase in my hat. When we got to baggage claim, I opened up my suitcase and there it was.

Sorry, dude, that totally sucks.

I always travel with my passport nowadays.

You never know when you’re gonna need to just keep on going, or board a boxcar managed by The Authorities.

Ah, I see I inspired a further air travel/TSA indignity thread while I was tidying up before bed.
Teddy, I am shocked you didn’t know I was female! Doesn’t everybody know that names ending in -a are feminine?????? (blinking innocently)

One reason I need to get a passport…and the eternal faint hope of someday being able to see Paris…and Pompeii…and, no, I’ve given up Macchu Picchu, reluctantly. Probably couldn’t stand the altitude. But Pompeii…please, dog, let me see Pompeii before I die!

BCT, so sorry to hear of your burglary. It’s happened to me just once (knocks wood warily) and it is a horrible feeling. I was lucky; it was first year law school, and I had left real valuables (the few I owned) with my parents, knowing how vulnerable student neighborhoods in Boston can be.
It was my dumb roommate who got her wallet lifted, thus giving the thieves our address….I lost nothing of real value, but the feeling of seeing drawers dumped and possessions tossed is unspeakable. Hope you’re back to normal soon.

Dearie, how thick ARE your braids? Do you wear them coiled and pinned up like Princess Leia? Huh. I used to wear my waist-length hair braided and coiled (one braid, one coil), but that was long before the TSA was dreamt of.

Oh, I am so glad you’ve returned! After re-reading my comment, I hoped you knew I meant no offense. Thank goodness. It makes perfect sense, given the -a ending of your name, of course, but I hadn’t thought it through. Just one of those funny moments on the internet when you read something and think, “OK, I did not know that.”

Last time I was burgled we came in the (back) kitchen door to hear the asshole throwing CDs into a duffle bag; all were abandoned as he ran out the front door, or up the light well, we never did figure it out.