The results are in on my son's Dubya project survey, and the majority of you said it was best for us to suck it up, git 'er dun, and get it outta the house....so we began by getting the two books out of the library that we could find on the 43rd preznit.
One of them looks like it has the small remnants of permanent marker graffiti still about George the Younger's eyebrows, the circles under his eyes, and on one of his teeth; the other has a slightly splashy cover on it reminiscent of a corner of an Us magazine spread - which is what you'd expect from a book that's part of a "famous people" series that includes Christina Aguilera and NSYNC. Neither one starts out particularly well: Graffiti Bits begins with the events of 9/11/2001, and the Us mag's first chapter is titled "From The Oil Patch To The White House". As one was published in 2003 and the other in 2005 just after Dubya won his second term, the Federal Flood is not mentioned. No, we cannot use the Internet as a reference.
Dan keeps bugging me to get the little guy to write to the ex-prez and get an answer to the questions that way - and I can't say I'm not tempted, especially when I consider what sort of answer he might give to some of those last questions pertaining to his accomplishments while he was in office. Hell, I never thought I'd see the day when a glossary in the back of a presidential biography geared to kids would have to define the word "terrorist" for the young 'uns. Brave new freaking world, indeed.
In the meantime, Hannukah begins tomorrow night. The lunar calendar threw us for a huge loop this year, so my in-laws and my northeastern relatives and friends will be getting their gifts in the middle of those eight crazy nights rather than right at the beginning. And after this butchering of an already much-oversung Hannukah standard, none of them will be getting this wrapped in menorah-emblazoned wrapping paper:
Don't get too close to those candles with a Snuggie on. Talk about a serious fire hazard...