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Monthly Archive for August, 2009
The “Today” show has hired Jenna Bush Hager to work for them.
The twinster daughter of ex-President Bush (love how that sounds) will work on just about what ever she wants. Kind of like Luke Russert.
NBC: home of the ordinary Xers with extraordinary connections.
Jenna Bush will work out of the Washington bureau, jumped at the chance to drag down a nice salary and work in Tee Vee.
Here is the ringing endorsement of her qualifications by her new boss:
“I think she can handle it,”
Is this a dream job for Jenna Bush Hager? Hardly, she said:
“It wasn’t something I’d always dreamed to do,” “But I think one of the most important things in life is to be open-minded and to be open-minded for change.”
Jenna Bush-Hager won’t have to give up her part time teaching job. Did I mention she will be covering education?
Sound familar? It’s the same deal offered to Luke Russert, the kid of St. Tim Russert. He was supposed to offer his worldly insights on the political scene.
NBC put Jenna Bush through a rigorous audition. She walked in, stood and read from a prompter and was offered the job.
When she came here for a handful of appearances, she knocked it out of the park.” She “just sort of popped to us as a natural presence, comfortable” on the air.
I guess that’s about the same qualifications as most females of her age group that have network Tee Vee jobs. Except she is missing the beauty queen title that most hotties of the news have.
NBC: Home of the Hotties or the Unnervous. Tee Vee news marches on.
This was the one where I ate and gambled my way around Albuquerque while she switched from bed to bathroom to barf.
Remember: we arrived in Albuquerque that morning before noon and it’s now 8:30 ish p.m. and we’re finally headed to the hotel.
I literally fell into bed and immediately went into a deep sleep, which didn’t last long. I got hot, got cold, flipped and flopped, felt like if I didn’t keep moving, I would eventually be paralyzed from the aches. Early in the morning, the first wave of barfing began. I hurt so badly, it was all I could do to get out of bed. Sat on the toilet with a wastebasket in my lap (sort of like hugging the porcelain throne).
In the on-deck circle is an awesome place she heaved.
Nancy is on a roll… adding the latest chapter to her series. Can you say “blog-to-book?”
She wrote today about barfing at Oak Alley Plantation.
Famous and infamous, Oak Alley Plantation is located between New Orleans and Baton Rouge, LA. It is one of the most impressive plantations to vist. It was built in 1839. And I, dear readers, had the distinct pleasure of being offered the “staff” restroom to barf in.
The American Medical Association has weighed in on the new Obama health care proposals.
The Allergists voted to scratch it, but the Dermatologists advised not to make any rash moves. The Gastroenterologists had sort of a gut feeling about it, but the Neurologists thought the Administration had a lot of
nerve.
The Obstetricians felt they were all laboring under a misconception.
Ophthalmologists considered the idea shortsighted. Pathologists yelled, “Over my dead body!” while the Pediatricians said, “Oh, Grow up!”
The Psychiatrists thought the whole idea was madness, while the Radiologists could see right through it. Surgeons decided to wash their hands of the whole thing.
The Internists thought it was a bitter pill to swallow, and the Plastic Surgeons said, “This puts a whole new face
on the matter….”
The Podiatrists thought it was a step forward, but the Urologists were pissed off at the whole idea. The Anesthesiologists thought the whole idea was a gas, and the Cardiologists didn’t have the heart to say no.
In the end, the Proctologists won out, leaving the entire decision up to the assholes in Washington.
