Healthy again
Sorry for the absence. I came down with either the stomach flu or food poisoning on New Year's Eve. (Doc says flu, I say Splash Restaurant in Des Moines is the culprit. A la Jerry Seinfeld, my 12 year no-vomit streak ended New Year's morning.) You'll be glad to know that, though the bug kept me from work for three days, it didn't keep me away from my caucus. I supported Dennis Kucinich in the first count, then helped to get John Edwards a delegate to the county convention, and I came home with a shiny new Iowa voter registration to change my party affiliation to the Greens-- though I'll also say that I'm quite warmed by the Iowa Democrats' wholehearted rejection of the Clinton campaign. Someday soon, I'll write about how fraudulent, outdated, and undemocratic the caucus process is. Maybe I already did once, I can't remember. Anyway, it is.---
There was a real-life Larry David story on an LA Times blog today:
As observed this morning by our colleague Maria La Ganga, who has spent so much time on the Obama campaign bus they're thinking about engraving her name on a seat:
Barack Obama's first and only rally on election day came to a sudden and lengthy stop when a young woman in the Dartmouth College gym fainted, and was eventually rolled off on a gurney by emergency medical technicians.
At first Obama half-narrated the episode, saying soothing things like, "She's OK," "She's talking." But the longer she lay on the floor, the quieter Obama got, standing on the podium, arms folded, looking worried as the medical crew worked.
A gum-chomping Larry David, in town to help with Obama's get-out-the-vote campaign, paced the edge of the student-filled gym, muttering. "How can I restrain myself?" he said to anyone who would listen. "I have such a great line.... Should I yell something out?"
Finally, he did: "Sinatra had the same effect on people!" "I was trying to break the tension," he said later. "I don't think they knew who Sinatra was."
La Ganga reports that the audience didn't laugh, while Obama seemed to snicker -- and looked even more uncomfortable.
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And this is the text of an actual used car advertisement that appeared in the Des Moines Register this weekend. If it hasn't made it to your office yet by way of one of those chain e-mails, it surely will soon.
OLDS 1999 Intrigue,
Totally uncool parents
who obviously don't love
teenage son, selling his
car. Only driven for 3
weeks before snoopy
mom who needs to get a
life found booze under
front seat. $3,700/offer.
Call meanest mom on
the planet. 515-571-3622
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