Thanks for jamming up my entire week because of your damn fool appetites. Last night at dinner Her Awesomeness and I got stuck trying to explain to Noodle who the governor was, and what his job was and so forth. It was the "why is he quitting?" question that stumped us - because even the smartest four-and-a-half-year-old girl on the planet doesn't need to know what hookers and money-laundering are. Not just yet, anyway.
We were having enough trouble with Noodle asking "daddy, what's a reptile dysfunction?" thanks to those advertising idiots. Now this.
Showing posts with label Eliot Spitzer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eliot Spitzer. Show all posts
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
SPITZER
O, how I was hoping to avoid politics and my day job intruding here, but this is too big.
(Hang on. Noodle and Beast are hugging each other. "Awwwwww" break.)
The analysis I'll leave to the chin-strokers. From me, a quick rundown of some other things that Eliot Spitzer could've done with his money instead of hiring a hooker:
(Hang on. Noodle and Beast are hugging each other. "Awwwwww" break.)
The analysis I'll leave to the chin-strokers. From me, a quick rundown of some other things that Eliot Spitzer could've done with his money instead of hiring a hooker:
- light up every high-school football stadium in Texas for one hour ($4200)
- an hour on a really sweet private jet ($4200) or a tank ($5000)...or Air Force One (Reagan-era) ($5200)
- an hour's billing for a tobacco litigator ($4000)
- a car that goes 180mph in a wind tunnel, without moving ($4000)
- one hour of a typical cheesy wedding ($5000...more in Jersey)
It's late, and since the governor didn't up and quit yet, I'm to bed.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
YOUR WEEKEND ERRANDS ARE ABOUT TO TAKE A LOT LONGER
How does New York plan to fill in a $4.5 billion dollar budget gap and pay for all the goodies Governor Spitzer's been promising hither and yon? Simple. Lotteries. Buttloads of new lotteries.
Doesn't it just figure? Our stops at Target, the one retailer whose checkout lines aren't a tedious death march past ill-trained clerks and malfunctioning scanners, are now going to be gummed up with the same kind of hairy-backed troglodytes who currently jam up your morning coffee stop pondering their scratch-off ticket portfolios.
Wall Street analysts advising the Spitzer administration say any investor who pays $4 billion to operate the lottery will likely have to look beyond the bodegas and convenience stores to higher market venues and a bigger share of middle class players. That could mean lottery games in suburban chain stores like Target...
Doesn't it just figure? Our stops at Target, the one retailer whose checkout lines aren't a tedious death march past ill-trained clerks and malfunctioning scanners, are now going to be gummed up with the same kind of hairy-backed troglodytes who currently jam up your morning coffee stop pondering their scratch-off ticket portfolios.
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