Cheney: My Lazarus Pit!

Ahahahahahaha!!!!

God, that explains SO MUCH about the last 8 years.

Ah the first mocking of the ceremony from my egghead co-workers.

Cheney: My Lazarus Pit!

Maybe that's why he's only moving to VA. Shipping those things is a bitch.

Or, as you surmised yesterday, it's all a cover story for his human shell starting to disintegrate.

Or maybe they had to hobble him to get him in his travelling crate?

ETA Of course, that's dangerous, because there's nothing more dangerous than a wounded Cheney. I think nuke from orbit is the only safe option.

I just e-mailed my boss with my "I'm sick, can't work today" message. I started getting a scratchy throat on the drive home from the inauguration party yesterday afternoon, and now I've got a sore throat, cough, and slight fever. Um, yay?

This is the busy time for us right now, so I hate doing this to her, but I just can't go in and get everyone else sick(er) than they are already. Also, I'm ready to take another nap only an hour after I woke up.

Also, with the chopper, I couldn't tell...did Bill get on that thing, too? Was it all the still living ex-presidents on that thing? Because I know Bush Sr. got on that.

I kinda hope it was all the ex-presidents. What an awkward conversation that would be.

Bush Sr.: So. Uh. Hi guys.

Clinton: Is there a wet bar on this thing? I could use a beer.

W.: Me too!

Bush Sr.: Shut up, you. So. Carter. How's it goin'?

Carter: I'm doing okay. Being a statesman. Having my name touted about, you know.

W.: Didn't you win a contest or sumthin'?

Bush Sr.: I told you to shut up.

Carter: A Nobel Peace Prize. Wanna see it?

Clinton: You carry that thing around with you?

Carter: Yeah. Why?

Clinton: No reason. *coughneedycough*

Carter: I heard that.

Clinton: Wanna drink?

Carter: What about you, Bush?

W.: Well...

Carter: I meant Senior.

Bush Sr.: Yeah, shut up. I'm doing fine. Skydiving, you know. How about you, Clinton?

Clinton: Doin' all right. I have a waterbed in my office covered with money and interns. I go and roll around on it at lunch.

Bush Sr.: Nice. Dignified.

W.: Did you know I was a war president?

Bush Sr.: I TOLD YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP! You are SO GROUNDED WHEN WE GET HOME!

W.: Awww, Dad...

I was annoyed because the channel we were watching cut away before we could see how they were getting him down the stairs. I really wanted to see that...B-DUMP! B-DUMP! B-DUMP! B-DUMP! B-DUMP!

On The Daily Show they showed a clip where Cheney was turned dramatically out of frame at the top of the stairs. All I could think was "Dalek".

On The Daily Show they showed a clip where Cheney was turned dramatically out of frame at the top of the stairs. All I could think was "Dalek".

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!

I bet the Clintons stayed in town - isn't Hillary still being voted on in the Senate?

I am glad to have had the discussion of Lowery's closing here yesterday. Already having the Zora Neale refernce, I dug a further today to find the original source: "Big Bill" Broonzy's classic "Black, Brown and White Blues (Get Back)."

And original being probably loose, since the phrasing was probably a chant and part of an oral tradition of protest song/chant before the 50s when Broonzy recorded the song.

Anyway that is more time than google challenged right-wing co-workers deserve, but I am happy to have the knowledge.