When I say I'm going to 'putter' at home, it usually means that I have
no real plan, but will begin by picking up the shop, or cleaning off
the workbench, or do a little lawn work, and get led to where-ever
that takes me.
So this headline struck my funnybone this morning-
Somehow my first thought was that he was finally going to get around
to scraping the 200 yrs of paint off that window by the Rose garden,
so he could open it and get a breeze.<g>
His definition of puttering around the house probably involves phoning
a high-end contractor and spending outrageous sums of money to do
something like change the toilet paper roll. I wonder how he will
survive when he has to spend his money instead of ours?
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...in Madison, [Michelle Obama] said, "For the first time in my adult
lifetime, I'm really proud of my country, and not just because Barack has
done well, but because I think people are hungry for change."
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I can't find an instance of whether the president is, or is not, proud of
America. Evidently he has not expressed an opinion on the subject.
All I am asking for is facts for why you believe I am ignorant. To
date you haven't provided any. I don't believe you could because you
don't know me. For that I am truly thankful.
I'm asking one last time for facts. If you fail to provide any I
could only conclude your contribution to this group, and possibly to
society, is negligible at best.
A country dog came into town,
His Christian name was Rex,
Unusual was his pedigree,
Unusual was his text.
He watered every gateway,
He watered every post,
For piddling was his specialty
And piddling was his boast.
The city curs looked on amazed
With a deep and jealous rage
To see a simple country dog
The piddler of the age.
They sent for champion piddlers
Who were always on the go
Who sometimes did a piddling trick,
Or gave a piddling show.
They sprang these on him suddenly
While midway throught the town,
But Rex only smiled and polished off,
The ablest white or brown.
For Rex was with them every trick,
With vigor and with vim,
A thousand piddles more or less
Were all the same to him
He piddled in the mackeral keg
He piddled on the floor
And when the grocer kicked him out
He piddled on the door.
And so on.
I'm sure the president didn't have that sort of piddling in mind.
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