I don’t know why I said that. I was actually thinking of grades. As in school bells. Guess I’ve been spending too much time at Michelle’s Mirror, where I’ve been for the better part of too much time laughing out loud at the hilarious posts about “Madame DeFarge”. Whoever’s writing this stuff ought to be paid. Big bucks. Loren Michaels would be lucky to get them, and for sure, SNL would be appointment TV for me if he did.
Before I tell you about tonight’s radio program, I’ll give you a sneak peek into Michelle’s mirror. And then you’ll just have to go over there yourself. But be prepared. You’ll be howling.
Michelle Obama’s Mirror’s Blog
Day 50 of the Gulf Oil Disaster (GOD) and still, we didn’t rest. A party!
What? Another party? Aren’t we supposed to be kicking ass and plugging the damn hole? Well, maybe we’ll let the people take care of that at the polls on Super Tuesday. Meantime, we’ve got the Congressional Picnic to attend. And little Bo had to take big BO for a walk.
I’m in charge here!
Lady M had adequately recuperated from her post-traumatic compression disorder so she was able to attend too. And we finally found an appropriate occasion for one of our million sundresses.
Bracelet representing all of the major races: black, white, brown and silver. All multi-culti pearls.
Look! Lady M is light as air! We’re trying water next.
Exec chef Jason Stoller Smith – how many chef’s do you know with 3 names? – prepared smoked salmon to serve the Congressional delegation. There were some rumblings about hot dogs being easier, cheaper and more appropriate, but no one around here takes Glenn Beck seriously.
Chef prepares the 21-salmon salute
Party-On! Next scheduled event is a Tea Party.
Legislative Constipation and Blue Dogs in the House