The story surrounding "What's the Frequency?" Kenneth Tomlinson's ouster from the Corporation for Public Broadcasting (CPB) has some layers of ooze waiting to seep out. It sounds like results of a government audit of his handling of CPB was about to be released. Any day now. And he quit on Thursday. Something smelly this way blows.
George "Not so Fred Friendly" Clooney got a bit frisky after his London premiere. As did his saucy girlfriend, as witnessed by the always tasteless paparazzi for Murdoch's "Sun". Apparently he got in a fight with a producer who insulted his work. Or he defended a woman's honor by getting into a fight with a producer. Either way, he grappled then fled the country. Tell me that guy isn't the reincarnated soul of Sinatra.
Dubya's really showing his MBA training for once. The White House Staff is being required to attend ethics training next week. A full year into his second term. How's the old saying go - better late and insultingly stage-managed to deflect the obvious need for real change than never? I imagine James Dobson giving the PowerPoint presentation while Dr. Phil handles the short Q&A. Badda bing - problem solved. And next on the agenda...
Maya's developed the dexterity in her new pimped out crib to sit up, flippity flop into the corners, and generally set a whole new approach to our mornings. So after getting up at 5:30 this morning, she's back in bed now. Swim lesson today and a gorgeous morning meant for walking in the Park - hopefully we'll tire her out and essentially hit the reset button. Hope your own endeavors are at least as purposeful. Rock on.
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