Wednesday, December 24, 2008


I'm not ashamed of my faith. I believe it helps inform me when I make important decisions, but not in a way my critics say they do. I can certainly distinguish between basing my decisions on universal values and imposing my personal religious beliefs. I am careful not to do the latter. Of that, my conscience is clear.

This has been a remarkable year. It marks the closing of this administration and the dawning of a new era with the election of an African-American to the highest office in the land. I've made a great deal of criticisms of President-Elect Obama's policies, but that in no way means that I am not proud of the fact that we have come such a long way in our struggle as a nation to deal with the darkest parts of our past. On the contrary, I am filled with renewed hope for our country that we can move forward to seek justice and find the promise of freedom available to every one of our citizens. It is historic and it is a source of pride. I wish him, his wife Michelle and their daughters a pleasant sojourn in this great House as Barack Obama leads our nation.

In the meantime, I'm going to wish anyone reading this a very pleasant holiday season and a very Merry Christmas and to pray for peace in our lifetimes for the sake of our children.

Now it's time to do some serious scarfing down of Laura's Christmas cookies. I've already ordered several gallons of milk to the residence. Say goodbye to the belt.

God bless.


Tuesday, December 23, 2008


People have asked me about my reaction to the shoe-tossing incident. And I always answer basically in the same way: it ain't as bad as all that.

Now I'm not ignorant enough to deny the fact that exposing someone to the bottom of a shoe is an insult of the utmost hatred in middle eastern cultures. Think flipping the bird times ten. But I'll tell you what. I'd rather a person come at me, face to face, and express their beef with me than to go sneaking around anonymously denigrating my name and reputation undercover. Don't get me wrong. People are entitled to their opinions and that's their democratic right. I'd just prefer a person have the guts to face me when they want to cuss me out.

I didn't take that man's shoe toss personally. He doesn't know me and I don't know him. He obviously is upset about a lot of things that he believes I'm responsible for and I truly am sorry that he feels that way. I've only acted in what I believe to be in the best interest of democracy and freedom and progress for the people of Iraq. If he felt otherwise, there were other ways to show it. Assaulting the President is not a legitimate form of protest. But I harbor no ill will for that man.

The whole shoe thing's become a big deal, apparently, especially on the web. A little shocking for me, but I've been through worse. A whole lot worse. This was no biggie for me in the end.

It's gonna take a lot more than a couple of shoes to shake this guy down.

God bless.


Tuesday, April 8, 2008

McCain in Hot Water Because of Hagee

I have a bad feeling about what will happen to my good friend and apparent Republican presidential nominee, John McCain, come November.

He’s received an endorsement from the Reverend John Hagee. With all due respect to our good friend and pastor, he is, right now, exactly the wrong guy we need. Despite all his good works and intentions, people see him as some apocalyptical fruitcake. Laura doesn’t think too much of him, to say the least (that’s what happens when you’re as literate as she is). And he does come off as anti-Catholic and a bit of a zealot when it comes to Israel. Well, let’s be honest and admit that he’s a distinct liability to the McCain campaign.

And now everyone is back-pedaling, refusing to comment on the endorsement. John’s people are saying nothing and even the Reverend has refused requests from the press to talk about it. There’s some embarrassing damage control going on here and it’s making the GOP look terrible (as if we really needed the help right now).

This whole Hagee debacle has made the Obama-Wright controversy look like a Sunday school picnic by comparison.

My only consolation is that I’m out of this whole campaigning racket and sticking to just running the country till I finish up my part in January. I’ve done what I could to rally our troops around John’s candidacy. Now it’s up to the American people to look past all this fracas and judge the man on his leadership and experience and not the yahoos he hangs around with.

Best of luck, John. You’re gonna need it.


Monday, April 7, 2008

Back From Russia

I’ve just returned from my meetings with various European leaders and I must admit a vague sense of frustration as I’ve made our case for creating greater security in that part of the world, but it seems that there’s a great deal of reluctance on the part of the national leaders over there.

First, there’s the whole reticence over allowing the Ukraine entrance into NATO. I talked about that earlier.

Then there was my meeting with Mr. Putin.

Vladimir was a gracious host, and despite our differences, we were able to have a good time. I cut a rug as usual with the locals and I tell ya, I really don’t care anymore that people make fun of the way I dance. I’m doing it for the fun now. And it’s the only time the press lays off the cutting criticism which they so love to do these days.

Anyhoo, I’ve been trying as hard as possible to convince Vlad that the planned defense shield is not meant as an offense against Russia. Like I’ve said, we don’t have a bone to pick with them anymore. We won the Cold War. Our real target is Iran.

Try as I might, there didn’t seem to be any convincing Vlad that this is the real threat we are facing. That’s the thing about Europeans. They’re all still living like it’s 1945. Or 1963. Or 1985. Or whatever. We’re in a different world. It’s post-9/11. We have new threats on our doorstep and it’s time to act.

Right now, I’m just glad I can finally eat solid, American food. Those cabbage rolls just don’t know if they’re coming or going. Big Macs are on me.


Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Blue Screen of Death

We’re enjoying our time here in the Ukraine. Viktor has been a gracious host. But I’m trying to politely stay away from the cabbage rolls because of the obvious side effects on my sensitive colon (if you know what I mean).

I’ve been forced to borrow someone else’s computer because of something that happened to my current laptop. I believe it’s a Dell Precision Mobile, something the guys in the White House IT gave me. Anyhoo, this thing is giving me major problems. I keep handing it to them to fix and they keep sending it back. I ain’t no technological wunderkind (that’s a fancy word for ‘expert’), so I’m leaving it up to the professionals. However, they keep getting stumped.

They keep apologizing and telling me they’ll get a new one, but I just use it mostly for blogging, so I don’t want them to sweat it too much.

Apparently, the last time I used my Dell, I got this blue screen. ‘Blue Screen of Death’, the IT guys call it. Sounds morbid, but I take it that’s a sure sign that my laptop is in bad shape. That may be a good excuse for me to drop this whole blogging thing, because it’s not easy to come up with something interesting to say everyday. I’m sure Chase will insist on me sticking with it. Being Commander-In-Chief just doesn’t mean what I’d like it to mean when deciding on what I feel like doing and what I ought to do. Just ask my wife. Commander-In-Chief don’t mean diddly at dinner time, I tell you. But God bless her, anyway.


Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Ukraine and NATO

Looks like I’m the lone wolf again.

My good friend, Viktor Yushchenko, wants Ukraine to join NATO and I’m all for it. We’re keeping our eyes on the Middle East, specifically Iran, and Europe is right next door. If we can get Ukraine into NATO, we’ll be building a bloc of military support in that region that will help us hold back any threat from the Middle East (I’m looking at you, Amahdinejad).

Problem now is that the rest of the NATO members are leery about accepting the Ukraine into the fold because Putin and the Russians are dead set against it. With all due respect to my comrades in the former (and I mean ‘former’) Soviet Union, memories of these antiquated cold war rivalries have got to fade from view. Our beef isn’t with Russia anymore. We’re trying to secure the Middle East. Western Europe doesn’t want to ruffle any feathers with the Russians to help in future negotiations over who-knows-what. This is some kind of twenty-first century detente that I don’t believe we need to revisit. These folks out here have to catch up with current events.

The cold war is over. We won. Let’s move on.

By the way, my computer’s getting all wonky on me. I need to speak to Chase, my techno guru, and see if he can help me out. I’m beginning to lose patience. here.

Anyhoo, it’s just another day at the office.


Thursday, March 27, 2008

Taking a Breather

I’m not necessarily one to back down from my responsibilities, but I do understand the value of recuperation. My life is twenty-four/seven and I could seriously do some personal harm by not following a strict regimen of taking the occasional R&R.

Being in the last year of my term allows me to take some time to reflect and catch up, spend time with my wife and children. There is a distinct advantage in not having to worry about campaigning for months on end, trying to raise funds, speaking for thirty minutes in one city, climbing on a plane, flying to the next town and speaking again. And doing that several times a day. It gets to you. I probably am the best rested of all my predecessors, and that’s important when you have stay sharp and make life-altering decisions that affect millions.

I’m more than happy to sit back and watch the fireworks while John, Hillary and Barack duke it out on the stump. I’m done with campaigning for the most part and I’m glad.

So here’s to kickin’ back and smelling the roses. If only for a moment.


Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Optimism About the Economy

Here’s something I do get a lot of grief about: the economy. Now everyone knows that the President doesn’t have that much power over how well or how badly the economy runs, but he (or she, heaven help us) can do some things to help it along.

My plan to help folks caught in the mortgage crisis is one way. We have yet to see the effects of that take place, but I’m feeling optimistic that we’re at least not standing by the sidelines watching people go under.

Plus, our stimulus package will help this economy recover from the mortgage crisis and high energy prices and encourage Americans to do what they do best: shop. I encourage every citizen to take their government checks, head to the nearest Wal-Mart, Costco or Circuit City, pick up an XBox or a Wii (is that how it’s spelled?) and have fun.

There is value in saving your money, but not for the economy. The last thing we need right now is for people to hoard their cash inside mattresses and cookie jars waiting for a rainy day. The rainy day is now. So start spending. You’ll keep retailers and manufacturers and support personnel and shipping companies and all the various cogs in our vast economic machine churning along.

Chase has just informed me that it’s near impossible to find a Wii nowadays since they’re all sold out.

Well, that’s the spirit, my fellow Americans.

God bless.


Tuesday, March 25, 2008

The McCain Advantage and Computer Viruses

Actually, one doesn’t have to do with the other.

Some folks at the New York Times have observed that my good friend and de facto Republican presidential nominee, John McCain, now has the advantage of time because he’s a bit off the public radar while the Democrats continue to fight amongst themselves. The whole kerfuffle they’re involved in makes the GOP look like we’ve got our whole mojo going on by comparislon.

McCain should take advantage of this downtime while the press is focused on Senators Clinton and Obama to strategize (thank goodness for spell-checkers, otherwise I would never have been able to get that word out).

John, you’re not the sharpest campaigner, with all due respect, and you need to hold it together. Too much of that infamous bluster of yours and you could just blow it. And I’m saying this as a friend. And friends are honest with each other. We’re all gunning for you here, but if you sabotage this single-handedly, you’re on your own.

On an unrelated note, my computer is suffering from some serious viruses. I have some White House IT folks taking a look at it, but they seem stumped. They’re even suggesting getting a new computer altogether. Just as long as I can keep this blogging thing going, I’ll be fine with whatever solution they come up with.

This is one big reason I don’t like computers much. Oh well. La vida loca, y’all.


Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Success After Five Years

I have been encouraged in the past few months as our brave military has stood against the oppression of the terrorists and brought order to the war-torn streets of Baghdad and the rest of Iraq.

I’ve had to face up to the criticism of many opponents of the war. And it’s their right to express their concerns. It’s a free country. But they’ve also had to acknowledge this fact: the surge is working. No one has disputed that sending in reinforcements has severely reduced violence throughout the country and specifically in Baghdad. So there is some vindication to be had.

Five years in, there’s been great success. I do believe we’re on our way to victory. We as a nation can’t afford to back down or to display any kind of weakness or discouragement. Especially now when we’ve acquired so many positive gains.

I believe history will vindicate our decision to spread democracy throughout the Arab world.

Chase is telling me I need to tone down the rhetoric and be a little more introspective. But this is me being introspective. I’m not too sure if Chase is letting his true political colors show. He says he’s an independent, but I’m not ready to buy it. I was going to take him out for Oreo cake and lattes, but maybe I’ll just wait a little.

Anyhoo, the point is that we’re winning. I’d like to say I told you so, but I’m above that kind of immaturity.

But I told you so. There. I said it. How’s that for introspection?

God bless America.


Democrats Dealing With Race

And I’m not talking about the nomination race. Turns out that the party claiming to be the most progressive on race issues is dealing with some issues right now in terms of race.

I admire Senator Obama. I think he’s a good man. But the one point that I agree with Senator Clinton—and let’s face it, I don’t often agree with Senator Clinton—is that he’s not ready to become Commander-in-Chief. But that’s besides the point.

The point is that the Democrats, and God bless ’em, have consistently criticized the Republicans for being out of touch with the African-American community. Set aside the fact that the entirety of the African continent loves me (to be immodest for a moment), I would stake my reputation as being the most African-American-friendly administration in history. Two, count ’em, two Secretaries of State, both African-American. My senior staff is a veritable rainbow of racial diversity.

You’ll excuse me for being a little emotional here, but I object to the portrayal of Republicans as racist and close-minded. We may have had a history that is less than exemplary when it comes down to racism, but that’s behind us now and we’ve moved forward.

Now the Democrats are falling all over themselves trying to repair rifts and stepping all over each other’s sensibilities as race has creeped into the campaigns as a major issue. It’s a shame. A real shame.

I want John McCain and the Republicans to gain an edge over our opponents, but not this way.


Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Belting It Out at the Gridiron Club Dinner

I usually assume that when people tell me that I have a great singing voice, they’re just being polite. And I know for a fact that I don’t have a great singing voice. Even I’m not deluded enough to believe that. But at the Gridiron Club Dinner, I more than made up for my lack of vocal skills by giving my own rousing rendition that sums up some key decisions I’ve made in the past few months.

Someone actually put this up on YouTube not long afterwards. Chase showed me how to post it here.

This is pretty cool. I think I am warming up to this weblog thing. Hey, I even get to control the media that shows up here (unlike in the real world, unfortunately).

I think this is solid evidence that I can take the time to laugh at myself. That’s supremely important for someone in my position, given the challenges I’ve had to face in these last few months before I hand the reigns over to the next person to hold this office.

So I’m going to go out on a high note, figuratively and literally. Look out for my new album to come out sometime this summer.

God bless.


Monday, March 17, 2008

Way Back from Ghana

My critics say that I’m not generally the type of person you can expect an apology from. And they’d be right. As a leader, especially that of the free world, I cannot afford to demonstrate any kind of weakness. That’s just giving ammunition to the enemy. When it’s between my family and myself, that’s an entirely different story. Anyone who’s married, as I am, knows that. And especially when you’re the husband, you wind up apologizing for all kinds of offenses, including ones you aren’t aware of (am I right, fellas?).

So in a rare display of humility on my part, I apologize for not having kept this blog going. Lately I’ve been a bit on edge and Chase has been telling me that I haven’t taken the time to slow down and concentrate on my writing. While I was in Africa, I had trouble getting connected to the internet. As much progress as has gone on there, the satellite networks ain’t worth a dime. Now, understand, we have good communications with us at all times in case of some international emergency, but I didn’t want to use those resources for this weblog. So I fell out of touch and then I fell out of habit and the whole blogging thing sort of fell by the wayside.

But we’re back and better than ever.

One thing I took away from our visit to Ghana and the other African nations is how popular I am there. It is indeed remarkable. I only wish that I could get all those folks registered to vote back here in America. It’s a shame. Then the Democrats couldn’t criticize me for not attracting the black vote.

So yes. I am sorry. Chase let me have it. I don’t normally tolerate his brand of chastisement, but I’m cutting him some slack for my own personal reasons. So I will try to be a bit more faithful with these entries.

God bless.


Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Castro Is Finito

Laura and I have been having a wonderful time touring Africa and letting the folks there know that America will be doing all it can to fight AIDS and malaria in an effort to save the lives of millions of the poorest in that continent. It has been a rewarding time for us as we experience exotic cultures and meet fascinating people and so far, we’re loving every minute. More about that later.

Then I receive the news that Fidel Castro, the communist dictator from Cuba, has decided to resign after a long bout with illness. Normally, I’d be exuberant about such a momentous turn in the history of that country. But from what I’ve heard, Mr. Castro won’t be completely out of the picture. His brother, Raul Castro, a comparatively younger 78 years old, will take the reigns and will deliver more of the same.

So, this is a bittersweet moment It’s kind of like when all those Soviet leaders would drop like flies, only to be replaced by a new one. Just like those Russian dolls.

Actually, Laura informs me that Russian dolls aren’t a good analogy since they’re all contained one inside another. I tell you, the First Lady is one smart cookie. Being a former librarian, she really knows how to spot a bad analogy miles ahead of when I inadvertently blurt one out. That’s why I love my little Lolo (don’t tell her I let you in on that little tidbit).

The man’s been around forever, so it’s about time he step aside and perhaps, God willing, we can crack open the door even just a little to see some change in the right direction for Cuba. Democracy? A capitalist-style economy à la China? We can only hope.

Just saw myself dancing on CNN again during one of our visits with the tribal dancers. I really need to practice my moves. Yikes.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

A Lapse in Security

I’m under a bit of stress right now because the Democratic-run Congress has failed to follow suit with the Senate to extend the domestic surveillance program against terrorists.

Now, there’s this whole issue that the Democrats have been bringing up about privacy and civil rights and fears about the government abusing the system, as if we really were interested in finding out if some Molly from Boise is thinking of leaving her husband or that we’ll keep records on some other personal conversations among law-abiding citizens. That’s just completely false. The FBI and the CIA couldn’t care less about Molly, her marital problems, what she had for breakfast or other trivial matters that don’t concern national security. Unless Molly’s real name is Muamar Al-Baraqi and she’s got an IED stuffed in her bra, we’re not interested in monitoring regular citizens. We’re out there trying to catch terrorists.

I want to make it clear that terrorist groups like Al-Qaeda don’t fight clean. They fight dirty. Real dirty. There is no time to call up a judge and get a tap cleared on a phone line. We need to act like yesterday. If we want to win this war on terror, we need the tools that let us get down in the mud and fight these maniacs on their level. And I ain’t talking about the fun kind of mud-fighting involving bikinis and such. This is serious business. America has no room to act all goody two shoes. We have to hit below the belt. Our surveillance program is a swift kick in the grapes to these bastards and I intend to do all I can to ensure we win (pardon my French).

Chase is recommending that I should try out some meditation and breathing exercises whenever I start to get stressed (like when the Democrats start pulling political moves like letting this program lapse). I’m not too sure, though. Sounds a little fruity to me.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Valentine’s Day with Laura

I consider myself to be the luckiest man in the world. I’ve always said that even if every person in the world were to criticize and abandon me, as long as I have Laura right beside me, I wouldn’t change a thing I believe.

Valentine’s Day reminds me every year of the profound grace of God in giving me the most precious and steadfast partner a man like myself could ever hope for.

So for this year, I’d like to extend my best wishes to every American this Valentine’s Day and that you all may find love, security and prosperity. Please take the time to tell someone you love them.

I know I love my little Lolo more than anything in this world. Actually, she hates it when I call her that. Don’t let her know I just dropped that little tidbit.

God bless.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Regarding Henry

There’s no father prouder of his children than I am. I can say that without exaggeration. To me, my daughters Jenna and Barbara are my pride and joy. And like most teenagers, they’ve made their share of mistakes. But I’m hard pressed to be that upset about it since I did things during my youth that I’m not proud of either. I realize that it’s all part of growing up.

Unfortunately for Jenna, unlike myself, she’s had to make her mistakes in the public eye. But since then, she’s matured and shown great resilience in the face of public scrutiny, and on balance, she’s proven herself to be a virtuous, honorable and compassionate woman beyond reproach.

Anyhoo, you all should know by now that my Jenna’s engaged to Henry Hager. Henry worked with Karl for a while and he met Jenna during my campaign back in ’04. Laura and I kind of suspected there was something going on there for a while, but I kept the ol’ eagle eye on him. If he was going to come out and say that he was courting Jenna, I wanted to be ready.

Finally, Henry and Jenna finally admitted that they were a couple. Being leader of the free world, I decided I’d take advantage of the situation and have a little fun with my new bestest buddy Henry. I knew Laura would kill me, but this opportunity may never come again. This is every father’s fantasy scenario and I wasn’t going to let this one pass me by.

I had Henry come by the Oval Office for a little ‘chat’. As soon as he walked through the door, I had the Secret Service surround him and ask him pointed questions. You should have seen the look on his face. Priceless. After about thirty seconds, I just laughed and called them off, put my arm around his shoulder reassuringly and said, “Welcome to the family, Henry.” I swear he was ready to change into a new pair of shorts right then and there.

As expected, when Jenna and Laura found out, they were livid. I told them the agents didn’t even lay a finger on him. No guns drawn, nothing. I just wanted to put a tiny scare into him. Henry was great about it afterwards. I even apologized, but he said it wasn’t necessary. I have nothing but respect for him now. It must have been at least a couple of days before my girls cooled off after the whole affair.

It was worth it.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Barack Obama’s Foreign Policy

Okay. So I’ve gotten some pretty nasty blowback about comments I made about Senator Obama’s foreign policy agenda. I wasn’t even completely aware of what I had said till a staffer pointed me to some YouTube clip of me while I was on Fox News Sunday.

Anyhoo, I was asked about Senator Obama and foreign policy and frankly, being the busy man that I am, I could only recall a couple of statements he made about Pakistan and Iran’s leader (I’m not even going to bother typing out his name, there’s probably twenty ways I could misspell it).

Could I have been too dismissive of the Senator’s limited foreign policy experience? It’s possible. My position is that this whole kerfuffle has been blown out of proportion, though. But if I got his positions wrong, well, I’ll be the first to admit it. I’m all about the facts. ‘Factual Dubya’ they called me back at Yale. Well, actually they didn’t, but they would have, because I’m all about the facts.

And the fact is that Senator Obama, as brilliant and as inspirational a speaker that he is, he just hasn’t been around the block long enough to have any idea how to deal with people like these guys. At best, he is naive. And that can spell trouble for America’s foreign policy.

Let me make it clear. I respect the Senator. Just the idea of an African-American rising to the position that he’s in shows that America’s moved forward in defeating a great deal of this country’s racist past. I am proud to see that happening in my lifetime. But we can’t afford inexperienced judgement when it comes to the War on Terror in this post 9/11 world.

Chase has just reminded me that Valentine’s Day is coming up. Laura’ll kill me if I wind up empty-handed. Don’t wanna go there.

Less Than One Year to Go

The past seven years have had their ups and downs. I don’t think there’s ever been a presidency that hasn’t had more than its fair share of challenges, especially in a second term. Bill Clinton had the Monica Lewinsky affair. Even the great Ronald Reagan with whom my dad served had to deal with Iran-Contra. And of course, we all know about Nixon.

Now, I’m not about to let history get the best of me. I can’t let the doom and gloom of the past affect me. I’m not thinking about legacy. The words ‘lame duck’ aren’t anywhere in my vocabulary (well, you could apply ‘lame’ to the Grammys, but that’s a whole other blog). I’m keeping myself on-track and will continue to serve out my term as best as I can for the American people, their prosperity and their security.

Now Chase has been a bit sheepish about suggesting that I may be carrying around some (I don’t know how to spell the word and I can’t find the dictionary on this thing) … well, let’s just say that he’s worried that I may have doubts about how history will judge my administration. But I don’t worry. “Chase,” I tell him, “you’re a good man and I appreciate your concern, but as long as I’m not worried, you shouldn’t be either.” And that’s that.

I have a country to run, and there’s no time to boo-hoo over bad press and low approval numbers. Heck. What does it say when I’m more popular than Congress? What did they get? Eleven percent? My guess is that root canal surgery is more popular than the House of Representatives. Root canal surgery AND watching the Grammys. Just sad.

In the immortal words of Eva Perrón: don’t cry for me, America.

God bless.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

McCain Is the Man

Or at least 95% of the way there.

Right on the heels of Super Tuesday, it’s looking like John is wrapping up the show. With Governor Romney bowing out, our guys only have a serious contender in Mike Huckabee. Ron Paul? Let’s not go there.

My good friend Chase has stressed to me the importance of laying it all out there, but I want to be careful about putting all my cards on the table given my position. But here goes.

Like most of my fellow Republicans, when I first saw the field of potential nominees, I was worried. Especially if you look at how energized the Democrats have been with their two front runners, the choices on our side are less than inspiring. Many have conceded that the odds are stacked against us.

I’m an optimist. This past Friday at CPAC, I did my best to encourage fellow conservatives to rally behind the nominee whoever that may turn out to be. I don’t think you need to be a rocket scientist to figure out whom I was talking about.

I’m not stupid (contrary to popular belief) in knowing that John’ll be a tough sell. Heck, it’s not like John and I are golf buddies or anything, especially after whooping his butt during the primaries back in 2000 (I still don’t think he’s ever gotten past the blowup during the debates). But that’s politics. Tough cookies.

I will say this for John. He backs me on Iraq. I’m not ready to say that that’s enough to make me all fuzzy inside, but it’s a start.

I’ll have more to say about this later. But right now, Laura’s heated me up some cheddar tater tots and all I’ve had to eat since this morning was a handful of Tic Tacs from a Secret Service agent.

God bless.

Friday, February 8, 2008

My Name Is W

It’s probably no surprise, but a man in my position has to deal with a lot of stress. I have to make decisions that affect the lives of literally millions of people. As much as I try to shake off some of the less enjoyable aspects of the job, some days are tougher than others.

So my wife Laura suggested I meet up with a friend of hers. His name is Chase. Sounds like a soap opera name. In any case, Laura told me Chase was a good guy to talk to. I won't tell you what Chase does for a living, but suffice it to say, he’s a good listener. Chase told me I should have some kind of outlet for my thoughts. Get them out in the open so that I can deal with a lot of the issues I face on a daily basis.

He suggested a weblog. I had no idea what he was talking about. I’ve heard about these weblogs, though I’ve never taken time to read any. But Chase, being a real good guy and a kind of wiz when it comes to these technical things, showed me.

Actually, this ain’t so bad so far. So I’m going to see how getting my thoughts out in the open’ll help me deal with the day-to-day. My good friend Chase may be on to something.