You Know

when you have to resort to the Drudge Report to find material worth writing about, it's pretty damned bad.

Yeah, I could talk about bold, focused Bush's speech, but I became so bored with the same old talking points he has used since 2000 that I tuned him out. I was working out on my ministepper instead of going out for my run solely to watch my fearless dictator wax eloquently about the "war" in E-rack. Of course, I was disappointed, so I reached for the telephone and talked to my sister for about 20 minutes while I was working out. Then, when I finished talking with her, I watched for about the 55th time Attack of the 50-Foot Woman.

Maybe there's something symbolic about watching that film (which I wrote about in excruciating detail a few weeks back) after tuning out Bully Boy. The outsized and transparent Allison Hayes represents the outsized and transparent Bush, and poor Honey Parker (Yvette Vickers), while unsympathetic like Saddam Hussein (who she represents), gets herself killed in the end because she had the weapon of mass destruction (Harry, played by William Hudson) the desperate Hayes needed. The Freudian symbolism in the last part of the previous sentence is intentional.

But what the hell. Analogies, metaphors, similies, simians, or whatever they're called were never my strong points.