Haven’t thought about The Bush lately, but a story surfaced recently.  The hardware store guilty of offering him a job as greeter received a visit from the former prez.  Seemed he needed a little outing (and batteries & WD-40) and a chance to bust out the humor..."I’m looking for a job”, he quipped upon entry.  While I know it isn’t that big of a deal - it got me thinking about this last month - his last month.  Little mention of him, few sightings - I think the only thing he could have been up to was the coloring of his memoir.  A little red here, a little magical rainbow there, staying between those lines there.  Someday soon a masterpiece will arrive at your local book store.  In the meantime, its back to obscurity...and the memorizing of more oh-so-hilarious Reader’s Digest anecdotes.  Only heaven knows when he’ll spring one on us again.

I’ve been doing this thing for a few months now.  I buy a case of good beer at the start of the month - and that’s it (unless, of course, donations appear on the front porch).  And before you lecture me on how gluttonous it all sounds, lets do a little math and see that even in this shortest of the months, that’s less than 1 a day.  Some folks have their smokes, some their triple espressos and some of us healthy, delicious and organic IPA.  Bank them, share them, nurse them - I think it’s a pretty good system.  I’m never going to have the will power to save up more than 2 or 3 days worth and I would feel too wasteful to binge.  So take that AA - and rehab - and Dr. Drew.  As to you, loyal readers, I raise my glass (of wine) to you.

Most days I drive Porter to his spa school.  We pass by a gas station teeming with U-hauls of every size and sort.  The migration of these silver and orange beasts at the beginning and end of each semester causes the exact make-up of trucks and trailers to be in a constant state of change and since most are adorned with a scene from these united states, we’re treated to mini-geography lessons - like learning that there are camel races in Virginia City, NV.  There is one that occasionally shows it’s face - The Wilmington, NC.  I know it isn’t going be bringing Brian and Andrea back this way, but I take it as a good omen.  It’s been front and center all week - guess that means I’ll be buying those lottery tickets after all.