Nobody is returning my calls. I can't imagine why, unless it's true that everyone
During the you-know-what, we had endless debates about how
I don't mean to be a no-bird. I'm as patriotic as anyone. When it comes to
Boy, was I wrong!
Dr. Morell says that the secret to being happy is being able to adapt to life's new opportunities. That, and making sure I stay on the Prozac, Librium and both diuretics. Nothing stays the same, so instead of planning a picnic and watching fireworks, this year we're going with the flow. For example, Bill is out buying Valvoline by the case on sale at AutoZone. I won't go into those places because it's impossible to get the rubber tire smell out of your clothes for a week. Bill says he likes it. Go figure.
Sadly, the days are now getting shorter. Less daylight. More darkness. Nobody responds to my phone calls. Now I know what those guys in Benghazi had to put up with.
I wonder if Huma is still sleeping with that creep. I could have made her so happy.