Farris’ Day Off
To be honest, I’m almost out the door. I’m gonna grab my Little Rib and then we’re off to California for the weekend. We will trade in the wonderful fireworks of Las Vegas for a couple of relaxing days by the ocean. Actually we are pretty happy with the trade. Last year we went to the Strip on New Year’s Eve to watch the fireworks. In case you have any satellite pictures of that day handy, I’m the one trying to shield my Little Rib from hundreds of thousands of insane and drunk people. It shouldn’t be difficult to spot us. When the fireworks started we realized that we were in the wrong place. Our view was blocked by a huge sign on one side and an even huger hotel on the other. When the spectacle was over we walked home and went straight to bed without exchanging a word. Oh well…
I really need to go now because my Little Rib is already waiting outside. I told her to pack just enough for two days but when she walked out the door she looked like a mule. With the air-mattress on her head she might get lost, so I better go after her.
But I wanted to mention Farris Hassan real quick. That’s the teenager who knows exactly how to have a fabulous time while skipping school. Why do what everybody’s been doing since Ferris Bueller when you can go on the trip of your lifetime? Why not go to Iraq to do some humanitarian work and report the news?
I was a little skeptical at first. I mean, do we really need another journalist writing about all the bad stuff that’s happening over there? But when I read that Farris is a member of the Republican Party club at school I let out a sigh of relief. Now I can’t wait for Farris to return and tell us about all the great things going on in the new democratic country. I bet it’s very interesting. It will also be interesting to see who will get the exclusive interview with the ambitious student. I doubt it will be the New York Times.
Ok, I better hurry. I think I heard my Little Rib run into the Stratosphere Tower. See you all next week!
Does Germany realize that most of the whey-faced Americans are of (gasp!) German descent? And that is only us earlier arrivals from the olde sod of England who are toeing the line now between us and them. Western civilization versus the terrorists and the rest of the great unwashed of the thrid world who have been taught to look upon themselves as victims … eternal and unassuaged. Keeping always to the side of the loser class.
Happy New Year from Massachusetts in the USA where fully a third of voters rejected their own senator, John Kerry in our last presidential election.
He couldn’t fool his own electorate for long. I wonder what he and Teresa are doing with their billions these days. Botox is not going to rescue them in 2008.
Comment by aliaenor - December 30, 2005 @ 7:41 pm
Glückliches neues Jahr zu allen meinen Freunden an den Misunderestimated Deutschen (I probably butchered that remark, but you get my drift I hope)
Comment by GM Roper - December 31, 2005 @ 5:14 am