…well we never heard from Ed about living with us. Can you imagine? How rude.
And I didn’t get my text today from Obama. I didn’t even get the fake one. Wow! I am really hurt about this. I thought he could at least consider me as a Veep. I’m pretty good at sitting behind people clapping whenever I am cued. I would stay awake at least. I wouldn’t trump up unreal charges to get a country in a war… I wouldn’t. I will wear a flag pin; I will say the pledge with hand over heart.
But no… not even an email to let me know who he is going to pick. Such is life.
