To be clear, this was in response to Frizzelle announcing he was blind, and nothing else.

One of these days, I'm gonna knock on your door and ask for some sugar, Grandy.

He is your neighbor.

The man is blind, not poor. This just means UGLIER prostitutes.

Maybe this was a reference to Steven Levitt's new work on prostitution. Black men get charged less for prostitutes.

How timely!

Where other than Seattle can you find a wildly accurate and synced up scene between the world of high finance and the grit of the collar than at the water cooler? Don't bother asking... just keep reading please.

As I am presently unable to make small talk with the traders on the floor, I can whole heartedly say that the word on the street within the last 45 minutes was....

" Hey, wanna get laid?"

The first thought was not here on the sidewalk,

( yes a homeless person with a sign asked that as I passed bye)

and the second was

" How's that for the word on the street, Mr. Satterberg ( interimn prosecuter that is...blue gold... habeous corpus maximus...)

And speaking of other timely revelations...

For all of you who missed the proclamation of the end of the world via biblical headlines on the market watch, The Wall Street Journal has a story on those itty bitty dust mites needing vacuuming during sweeps week at lobbist central H.Q. near Virginia....
(yes lio.... the east coast Virginia.)

And let's here it for more from our local pop icons POTUS!

God knows I haven't run into Chris B. and the guys for many a moon,

( an old slang term used with affection by white guys who like to think they might be able to see the old ways...)

and as I was making out my wish list for Christmas this year early... I thought it might be nice if he just ponied right up and invited my band Low Earth Orbiter to a duel.

Why might a curiously unnaffected reader ask?

Basically it's because Chris is such a swell guy and I know that he's well respected here in Seattle

( in theory at least... as my guess is at this moment not having had a chance to read my challenge....)

and is not the kind of responsible parent to go through life and not give an old friend a hand proving that us old white guys are still young enough to kick in the jam.

So how about it Chris old Buddy?

Want to invite Me and Norm and Scott and Jon and Bryan onto the stage for a good old rock-n-roller-pop-song benefit?

You can set up the venue....

(lot's of people of course and good weather if it's out doors )

and we'll show up and prove we didn't fake it in the studio and you can arrange for the proceeds to go to a worthy charity of your choosing....

We'll even play before you so that you know I know you have played more professional rodeos than I have.

There .... that should prove to the world that the spy industry must have read ther report wrong cause it looks like it's gonna be a Sunny Day, this and every day we learn to live... as the world turns....yep you guessed it.....

Koolhaus Library,
Seattle Washington
4:00pm
March 11th, 2008

Send me a letter @ 77 South Washington Street, Seattle Wa. 98104 if you like the idea at shaking hands for the benefit of others.

Forgers, fakers,posers need not send a letter, it's not nice to commit mail fraud.

I can't believe you didn't offer a Freaky Friday position to danielbennettkieneker.

What Fnarf said.

@3

No shit.

@2/3 Now who regrets attending their prencinct caucus and slogging about it?