Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for May 04, 2009

Why did that remark remind me of Hef…?

It’s the pajamas marg. But for me, pajamas are more a fashion statement than a quick change to the disheveled bed. Waah, waah, wah!

Belated retort to nighthawks and Weinberg, who call a successful mayor/governor “village idiot”, I’ll also give Albertan’s perspective.

Exhibit A: my dad, PhD (1960) from Columbia U, erstwhile math prof at UCalgary–but woefully lacking in knowledge of how things work outside academia, and too trusting of his parents (who didn’t really love him, but were all-too-happy to foist much “duty” on him).

Exhibit B: “King” Ralph Klein, erstwhile Calgary mayor and Alberta Premier (admittedly one neighbourhood of this city exceeds Wasilia, and the city’s total population–at Klein’s moving from Mayor to Premier, around 730K, now over 1.1 million–exceeds all Alaska). No degree (he admitted in 1981 mayoral campaign that he was a near-uneducated TV-reporter)–whose successes include: (*) getting 1988 Winter Olympics, managing logistics thereof well, and generating revenues well after Olympics done-with (*) getting investments for tarsands development and making Canada (specifically Alberta province, which supplies most of oil) to US’ biggest supplier.

Enough said!

ahhh…. the first step to maturity, admitting that your dad might actually be right about something.

Oooh, that won’t please the bloggers, who consider themselves the wave of the future, if not the present.

hmmmmmmm!! (chuckle, >SNORT<, HAHAHAHAHA!!

Go, Lil’ Duke!

That’s not Li’l Duke, it’s Jeff Redfern, Rick and Joanie’s kid.

“What are you wearing right now?”

“The Flintstones.”

“All of ‘em???”

Looks like ‘im. Ambitions are stirrin’.

Lil’ Duke, I maintain. ;-)

Hey, prasrinivara, I’m a Calgarian. In fact, I lived in Lakeview with Ralph while he was premier. I used to see him walking his dog around the neighborhood, with no visible security whatsoever, usually wearing a ratty jogging suit. That wasn’t a pretty sight.

Imagine my surprise when I opened my Chicago Tribune today, and saw a strip about Bill Clinton parachuting into President Obama’s convention acceptance speech… (That’s a fine paper you’ve run straight into bankruptcy there, Sam.)