So Blue Gal did not think this year's birthday (Jul 16), which she shares with Barbara Stanwyck, Mary Baker Eddy, and her own mother, was anything particularly special, until she remembered that her age is also the answer to life, the universe, and everything. Makes a certain amount of sense.
What doesn't make sense is that if
Jude Law was gonna have an affair, why didn't he have it with Blue Gal? Oh, because then he would never, and I mean EVER, apologize for even one damn minute of it, Sienna.
Is Karl Rove goin' to jail? Yeah, the thought just gets our Blue panties wetter than a philandering Jude Law, dunnit? Well, it ain't gonna happen and Blue Gal don't even think he'll get fired over it. I mean, ex-squeeze me, but it seems to me you can't punish just one guy in this administration for sacrificing national security to further the President's political agenda. Isn't that what this whole fricking war is
about? [But let me just groove for a minute on Karl sharing a cell with Bob Novak. Aaaah, that's good.]
Call her a cynic, but Blue Gal thinks these bozos just put up a united front and read the on-message card in their pocket (Which Karl wrote himself, natch) and the public gets bored and everybody just moves on to whose gonna win Survivor Sixteen. And don't get too cocky, Blues, the bastards learned this trick from the Clintons. So did Jude Law.
Stay cool, beautiful
Anne. We love ya.
Oh, and today's my parents' 43rd Anniversary. As my dad would say, that's more than nine months, save ya some math.
