Hammer Mill Days

Hear that whistling? There it is again. Is that coming from upstairs or.... down... stairs. Mitch ! Oh, hi. Not sure I should be signing in today, in point of fact. No, we're not too busy with our melodramatic posing to blog. We've moved beyond that phase entirely. (No money dropped like rain from the sky, so that obviously wasn't working.) Besides, we were all getting sick of hearing one another. And as you might suspect, the Cheney Hammer Mill is like an enormous cave. Why, it's the Howe Caverns of the northern half of central New York. (Well, that's a slight exaggeration. Maybe the Petrified Creatures Museum of Little Falls.) Don't tell Marvin (my personal robot assistant) that I suggested anything of the sort. He'll start emoting again! Well, that's not all that's going on around here. There are whispers of some festival this summer. That's all - whispers. I'm not saying sFshzenKlyrn is going to squirt lighter fluid all over his famed T...

Same story. Beat to hell. Oh well.... Pulling a Boehner. Minority leader John Boehner appears to think that the Democratic congress is on the verge of a total government takeover of the private sector, including (gulp) tanning salons, presumably. A little over the top, perhaps? (Even for him?) HELL NO, IT'S NOT! The triumph of Joe Arpaio. So now if you're driving while dark in Arizona (or wearing the wrong limos), expect to be carded in a very serious way. Like... show me your birth certificate. (Note to Obama - don't go there. Something tells me they won't accept yours as valid.) Drill, baby, w.t.f. That oil rig explosion in the Gulf last week underlines the hazards of off shore drilling. We should expect a lot more of this sort of thing, now that Obama has signed off on increased drilling. Or... we could push back and remind him that it's a stupid idea. Never sure what the point is, exactly. There isn't a real lot of oil in these patches, and what's the...