Dinner With The President? What Time And Can I Bring The Dessert?

As you can probably tell from my scandalous lack of posts, it's been a busy month (or more accurately six weeks). In addition to trying to get all the yardwork done and all the new plants in before our summer standard 100-plus temps arrive, I've been working on some other projects - and training a puppy. And to be perfectly honest, every time I thought about sitting down to write anything, I realized there were so many things I wanted to say and that needed to be addressed by somebody (even if it's just 'lil 'ol me) that I simply couldn't decide where to jump in.

Wonder if I can pick one of these up in the White House Gift Shop?

Curses! Oiled Again! (Or: The Terrorist In The $1,895 Armani Suit)

Okay everyone. Gather round the old monitor and pay attention. You’re about to see two things happen. First, I’m going to put the blatantly unapologetic rape of the American consumer currently taking place in terms that even the most simple-minded, reality-television-watching bumpkin should be able to understand. And second, I’m not only going to take Barack Obama to task for failing to come up with a realistic solution to the problem, I’m going to fact check him on what he’s recently said – hard. (Yup. You read that right - It's time for some tough love Granny Clampett-style.)

"I'm gonna need a bigger switch..."