Monday, January 26, 2009

Rod-o

I missed this at the time (Dec 14, NYT):


And yet, Mr. Blagojevich, 52, rarely turns up for work at his official state
office in Chicago, former employees say, is unapologetically late to almost
everything, and can treat employees with disdain, cursing and erupting in fury
for failings as mundane as neglecting to have at hand at all times his preferred
black Paul Mitchell hairbrush. He calls the brush “the football,” an allusion to
the “nuclear football,” or the bomb codes never to be out of reach of a
president.
That's just amazing.
Also: when someone is obviously an unreliable narrator on their blog or tumblr or what have you, respond thusly:

"Oh, is that right, blogojevich?"

Hurry! It won't last long, this tart effectiveness! And remember how bummed you were missing out on the prime of "Calm down, JarJar!"

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