Random notes

* Anyone catch that Obamoid college student at the town hall meeting yesterday? He's been working in a McDonalds for the last four years and can't find a new job--so he says. He also asked if Obama was going to increase his benefits. They haven't changed in four years, so...

Oh yeah, and he's majoring in communications. He probably should plan on a long career at McDonalds.

* Got my permanent (as opposed to my temporary) concealed carry permit today. The second news item I heard this morning was that Virginia gun dealers have a shortage of ammo.

Sigh...

* On the first news item I saw this morning, "Morning Joe," Sen. Boxer was blabbering about how the stimulus package will work and the Republicans are big meanies for threatening a filibuster. She said something like "And you, Joe, and the 'C...B...O...'," (she emphasized it with air quotes) "say it won't work..."

Joe Scarborough's look was priceless. I'm sure he was sorting through the things he could say on live TV, but he finally settled with "That's the Congressional Budget Office, Sen. Boxer," he said. I literally LOL'd. My own little Joe, who I was feeding graham crackers at the time, laughed along with me.

* Just got a call from Grace. She was working out in the living room with her exercise ball and a couple of 7lb barbells. She got up to get a drink of water or something, and when she came back one of the barbells was gone. She looked all over thinking Joe had rolled it under a couch or something.

It was nowhere, so she expanded the search to the bedroom, thinking he must have rolled it really far away. He did more than that, though--it was up on top of the hutch in the bedroom.

This is amazing, because that thing is almost half of his weight. He hefted that thing a good thirty feet away and lifted it to about his chest level. WHY he did it is anyone's guess, but here's my theory: I had to pry him off of me when I left this morning. As soon as he saw me getting my stuff together, he gave me the sad "bye-bye" wave. But when I actually picked up my laptop bag to leave, he velcroed himself to my leg. It took three tries and one book distraction to escape, but I joked on the way out "We'll put you to work in the company business soon enough, little man."

Joe, my little goal-oriented toddler, is already working out to meet the minimum company standards...

Good times...