Supposedly feeling bad.
Gentle readers, I know I’ve been neglecting this lovely little kind-of diary recently, so, first off, welcome to the 2006 edition of almost a diary. And just in case you were wondering what to avoid this year – here’s my advice: don’t go hunting with Dick Cheney.
Cheney Shoots Fellow Hunter in Texas Accident
“The vice president was concerned,” said Mary Matalin, a Cheney adviser who spoke with him yesterday morning. “He felt badly, obviously. On the other hand, he was not careless or incautious or violate any of the [rules]. He didn’t do anything he wasn’t supposed to do.”
PR people… He didn’t do anything he wasn’t supposed to? Quite frankly, I bet he wasn’t supposed to shoot the guy. But on the other hand, now we know that Mr Cheney can indeed feel bad about something… or do we?
Dick Cheney is probably a much cooler guy than you thought he is. After a hard day’s work of
Alright, maybe it’s not really Cheney. It could also be
As part of their current European tour, the Surfaris stopped in Wiesbaden yesterday. And someone else did too. Standing behind the guy pictured on the left I somehow couldn’t stop thinking about the song Eric Bazilian wrote for Joan Osborne – “
Fair enough, American politics is far more complex than many people on this side of the pond are even able to admit. Still, 



