Rarely does a moment come along in which a President's entire stay in office, and history's subsequent portrayal of that time, is encapsulated in a single act.
When that angry arab journalist threw a shoe at Bush, I felt a mixture of emotions. Happiness, that someone had finally tried to bruise the President, and sadness that it wasn't me.
History will vindicate that Arab journalist.
You know how when you're wrapping gifts, and you find yourself sitting in a pool of scrap paper about an inch thick because it would be unseemly to have too much wrapping on a gift?
Well, if you're me, you take those scraps and a bunch of scotch tape, and you use it to make what I affectionately call "Frankenpresent."
To show how cheap you really are, you can also use the scraps you saved from birthday presents (given and recieved.) Voila! As long as you don't give anything too big, you never have to buy wrapping paper again.
