Will not rest until Osama is captured?

Oh.... I'm in a mood today - my lunch wasn't very good...

It appears that the Republican idea of running government is passing legislation for each poor vegetative person whose medical condition is under review. And they thought Hillary's plan was complicated? Ooh ooh, do I get a bill of my own if I'm physically and mentally incapacitated and Tiffany wants to pull the plug? I wonder if the right-to-life/big government fans would come protest for me, so a miracle might bring me back and I can tell them all where to get off, once again. (Or perhaps while I'm asleep for fourteen years, that pesky unpatriotic first amendment will finally be repealed, so when I wake up spewing venom about the radical right, they'll wheel my gurney right into a jail cell.)

Well, at least now that poor Terry Schiavo's medical condition has been covered by an emergency midnight session of Congress, we can get back to the important matter at hand: Do a small number of highly paid entertainers (otherwise known as Major League Baseball) use performance-enhancing drugs? (And could our entertainment in this day and age be somehow artificial enhanced? Oh, could not possibly happen! - eyes rolling -)

At least it's nice to see our president and Republican congress get back to priorities they are well suited to handle. I continue to hope and pray that nothing terrible happens to this country while our government spends four more years asleep at the wheel. (Ah.... Makes sense... George Bush's faith-based America.... I'm sure the amount of prayer has skyrocketed over the past five years. Example: Please God, save us from this incompetence. Or, better: Please God, baseball is my sole means of self-worth in this world. Please save it, or else I will have to end my sorry existence, if Congress doesn't enact a law ordering a feeding tube me inserted into me first...)

Have a nice day!