Thursday, September 11, 2008
"My head is killing me. Hey McCain. You awake over there?"
"What? Who? I'm up! I'm up! Goodness, I had the strangest dream that I was floating in a bowl of Cheerios. And you were there. And Palin was there. And Rick Moranis was looking down on us holding a big spoon..."
The U.S. presidential candidates are making an appearance at Ground Zero for the seventh anniversary of the 9/11 attacks today. I hope neither of them falls asleep. For all the traveling the Jonas Brothers do, I can only imagine the toll it takes on two men waaaay past their tweenies.
I just heard from my mother in Indiana that Obama was giving a speech there two days ago. Whenever I fly back from Indiana I need three days to recover. One day to shake off the kernels of corn, and two to remember how to put the "G"s back on the ends of my words. I haven't heard much about McCain's schedule, but if he's anything like me, he needs oats in the morning, a nap in the afternoon and chammomile tea during Access Hollywood just to feel alive. I haven't seen Wilfred Brimley pay him any visits.
The campaign publicists have put their heads together and decided to commemorate McCain and Obama's public meeting before the debates (and acknowledge their fatigue) with a revised Beastie Boys hit accompanied by a photo slideshow. Personally, I find it a little tacky.
Foot on the pedal - never ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job's ain't a job - it's a damn good time
City to city - I'm running my rhymes
On location - touring around the nation
Pres-i-Boyz - always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable
I do what I do best because I'm illing and able
Ain't no faking - your money I'm taking
Going coast to coast - watching all the girlies shaking
While you're at the job working nine to five
The Pres-i-Boys at the 'Zero - cold kickin' it live