Laissez les bon temps roulez! Hillary isn’t running. Yay. Nor Mike Bloomberg. Boo. Maybe Biden. Won’t matter. Left has taken over the Party. And. Nadler overreach to impeach could still play into the witch hunt narrative to derail the Dems.
Since Tiger’s out for Arnie’s tourney. Go for a POP of quirky fun. Besides the delightful Schitt’s Creek. Check out Flack. Anna Paquin plays an off-kilter mix of Liev’s Ray Donovan and Dockery in Good Behavior.
Doilies. Charming Victorian crochet things. Collars. Coasters. Chair head rests in China. Backing for traditional Valentines. How did we get from those to life-sized Teddy Bears and onesie pajama-grams? Yeesh.
Don’t plan on putting your Starbucks mug on a Schultz for President doily. His town hall was a snooze fest. He’s good at defining problems. Short on solutions. Waiting for a candidate with charisma. Or Mike.
Former Starbucks CEO Howard Schultz is scaring Democrats. Yay. Maybe they’ll stop drumming up delusional socialist schemes and formulate practical policies. So they can actually beat Trump. A moderate pragmatist is always my choice. Like Mike Bloomberg.
But. For the tax-dodging elitist media couple Mika & Joe to confront Schultz about the cost of Cheerios is rich. A guy who grew up in the projects of Brooklyn and achieved the American dream. Warren & AOC castigating him for being a billionaire. Really? Get a grip.
If we are all still here after Saturday, we can rejoice in the emergence of Mike Bloomberg’s Global Business Forum. The New York billionaire who should be President. Don’t blame me. I voted for him! Rational. Professional. Ethical. Brilliant. And. He really does have a macro economic vision. Unlike. Well. That other New York billionaire (ish).
Then. Find Conan O’Brien’s trip to Israel. On this Jewish New Year. An hilarious and heartbreaking synopsis of what a world at peace could be. Good people on both sides of the Wall. And beyond. Must see.
Solar Eclipse 2017. Truncated at 70% in NYC. It was basically a sunny turned gray day non-event. But lots of people were wearing weird glasses in Central Park.
Movie filmed on our block on election day last November. Just released. Not doing so good. The Only Living Boy in New York. Callum Turner. Cynthia Nixon. Probably left on the cutting room floor.
Meanwhile, we are saved! Mike Bloomberg is assuming the helm. Snatching the tiller from Hillary & Co.
Marine LePen came in second to 39-year old Macron. A former investment banker, he married his 24-years older former high school teacher. What? Yup. Stock market likes him better. Run-off will result in an outsider running France either way. Former Prez Obama emerges at the University of Chicago. The guy I voted for President, Mike Bloomberg is still my first choice.
Rory McIlroy tied the knot at Ashcroft Castle in Ireland. He wasn’t ready with Caroline and dumped her the day the invites went out. This time he showed up to wed a PGA friend.
On a perfect autumn day. Strolled around the Lake. Brought ballots to the Post Office. Voted! For whom? Hint. Stayed true to my initial instinct. Wanted a billionaire businessman who had success in both private and public sectors. It was before the tectonic announcement last June 16 of that other so-called buffoon/tycoon. So. Yes. I wrote in. Guess who.
Dr. Husband. Well. He voted for her. I’m sure. TTSD almost over.