I'm an average guy with an average life. I have a few more kids than most but for the most part I'm just an anonymous lumpenprole toiling away in obscurity both professionally and on this blog. To say my life follows a certain routine is like saying " The Hindenburg caught fire." That is to say, technically accurate but wildly understates the truth. In any event, I just received a call from The Wife. To wit: "Did you order something?" "No, why?" "There's something here for you." "Uh, box, bag, envelope, singing telegram?" "It's a box" "Who's is from?" "It's from [Name redacted pending confession or further investigation]" "Who?" "(repeats name)" "No idea. Never heard of him." A quick google search later I find that the sender's return address is in the wilds of northern Pennsylvania. A place I have never visited. "Open it." "W...
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At one point, crowd signs blocked the TelePrompTer altogether, one official said, prompting her to ad lib one of her best lines of the night: “You know the difference between a hockey mom and a pit bull? Lipstick.”
It called to mind President Bill Clinton’s 1993 health care address before Congress. When he began speaking, the TelePrompTer was loaded with a previous speech. It took several minutes to get the right speech up, and Clinton spoke from memory.
Asked if something like this ever happened during the Bush administration, a Republican who worked in the Bush White House shook his head and offered a glance that suggested, “of course not.”
http://blogs.wsj.com/washwire/2008/09/04/palins-teleprompter-troubles/