As a blogger, I care about spelling. Can anybody tell me definitively whether Al’s last name is Qaeda or Qaida? I figure I’d better brush up on that, since we will once again be talking about Uncle Al.
Uncle Al is gonna be pretty well-armed, too. You know, with our guns, planes, choppers, armored vehicles, etc.
Apparently, “significant progress” doesn’t mean what it used to. Nor does “gone.” But the definition of “lies” remains unchanged.
And here’s a word we’ll be hearing and using for…ever. “Endemic.” Gee, that’s cheery. “En” is almost as depressing as “pan” when it comes to “demic.”
The New York-Boston area is going to take a direct hit from a hurricane for the first time in 36 years. Wow, is there a full moon or something? Oh, that’s right. That’s not a good thing, either.
I’m pretty sure I’d get tired of being the “regular” host of Jeopardy. A onetime guest pop might be ahhite, I guess. “What is ‘ennui’?”
So long to storyteller extraordinaire, Tom T. Hall. I keep trying to believe in love, too.
It’s Saturday. I’m awaiting full FDA approval for Fireman’s 4 Ale. And remember. They nachos. They mine.
And don’t call me “Henri,” Hank.
Tomorrow…I might go….as far as….
But I will not let it bother me tonight.
Peace and happiness to you. Here’s the play. “Let’s all do the best we can. On two. Ready….break!”
What the hell’s wrong with you? You didn’t clap.