Thank you, ita.

2 Things

1) To person in our Houston office: Why in the world would you email me to ask me to email you something you know someone in your office has and could email to you. And, ok maybe you just had a brain fart or they were busy or whatever. Why would you then email me back to ask if I can email it to someone else in your office?

I really want to understand this strange place that is your brain.

2) Bush: "I marvel at the fact -- or I used to marvel at the fact that my dad fought the Japanese as a United States Navy fighter pilot, and his son sits down at the table to work to keep the peace. It's an amazing -- to me it's an amazing irony, I guess is the best way to describe that -- that a fellow's father fought him, and I'm working to keep peace."

Ah. That's what "peace" means now. Watch out at the next zebra crossing.

Oh dude! There's a mass email?!

Huh. Bush's dad was a bomber pilot, not a fighter pilot.

Also, is Bush smoking the crack again?

Did he stop? I think you mean "still"

How much longer do we have to suffer until we get an articulate President?

YAY for the books and the good letter, Allyson.

Daisy Jane, I am sorry for your loss.

Go, Allyson, with the smiting! Well done. And books, actual books, in the warehouse? AWESOME.

WHEE! BOOKS!

No pool for mac yet. 70 and sunny may have worked, but this morning was 70 and overcast with some breeze, so no go. He did however ride a bike with training wheels for an hour and a half in the park and then we went and saw Fantastic 4 and silver stoic dude.

BOOKS!

I got a sneak peek at Allyson's ARC yesterday, and it's making me drool for my own copy. Damn you, Amazon, send it faster!

Preferably the ultimate earworm song.

We don't want the other friendly tenants forming a lynch mob, so perhaps she should save that to have playing in the background when she calls the landlord on the phone.