Big, big post today. I can’t even begin to tell you how hectic this week’s been. Yesterday Lady M hosted a fund raiser in Detroit at the Book Cadillac hotel (closed press, sorry) to pick up the city’s last remaining bag of cash before flying on to Chicago to promote her No Child’s Fat Behind program with Rahmbo.
And Big Guy: wow! The last 2 days he’s been in Hollywood (twice!) San Francisco and Las Vegas, baby!
Between Lady M and Big Guy, Air Force Won and Won Too have been wracking up a lot of fly over miles. I guess that could explain that “blue ice” incident over the Las Vegan Owies encampment, first reported by Anonymouse yesterday. She quoting a Lucianne field report that "One poo'ed over the cuckoo's nest." [ed. Now that’s funny, I don’t care who you are!]
In Las Vegas himself yesterday, Big Guy tells a crowd of distressed home owners how he’s going to fix the housing crisis: “We can't just wait for Congress," Obama said. "Until they act, until they do what they need to do, we're going to act on our own, because we can't wait for Congress...”. I’m sure the Founding Fathers would be proud of Big Guy’s “can do (with or without you)” attitude.
Back to Lady M for a minute though, did you see this? OMG! I’m such a girly mirror that yesterday’s photo op with the worm from the compost pile totally grossed me out!
Lady M, being tough as nails because she was raised on Chicago’s South Side, seemed to revel in waving that poor little guy around. I actually felt sorry for him. I was so relieved when she finally put him back into the compost bin instead of – well, you know how most of our faux garden shows wrap up:
Sandwiched between two DNC fundraisers, Lady M’s food desert summit in Chicago to discuss healthy, affordable eating ideas was the ostensible reason for her fly over trip. So between lunch and dinner we visited the worm and mushroom farm and wrapped up with photo op with the brand new display of fresh fruits and veggies of Walgreens (!).
Meanwhile back in Hollywood, Big Guy was holding court with the kingmakers of the entertainment world. Why, you ask? As Dillinger (or perhaps Willie Sutton, who didn’t have as good a publicist) put it: “that’s where the money is.”
Will Smith, Magic Johnson (the first “Magic Negro” and still the only “authentic” one) Antonio Banderas, Melanie Griffiths (poster child for cosmetic surgery abuse) roses and votive candles: and still Big Guy feels he has to say that “This election won’t be as sexy as the first.”?
People seem to be upset that press was shooed away from the fund raisers. Well actually the only people who seem annoyed over this are the press people. Butt let’s face it, they carry a disproportionate weight in the presidential sweepstakes, so we are a bit concerned. Butt not enough to risk another embarrassing incident like occurred last summer, so we’ve restricted coverage, to protect the guilty. Apparently the San Francisco Chronicle is taking exception to our new interpretation of the transparency policy:
The Obama White House's restrictions on media access to its fundraising events makes a mockery of its claim to be the most transparent administration in history.
If anything, there is almost a Nixonian quality to the level of control, paranoia - and lack of credibility - this White House has demonstrated on the issue of media access to President Obama's fundraisers.
Nixonian? Are they talking about Obama’s brother from another mother? Good grief! What on earth are they putting in the water in the Bay area?
Things went better on Jay’s show last night, where Big Guy played the Comedian in Chief. He was a natural.
Frankly, I thought he was even funnier at his fund raiser in San Fran earlier in the day:
At a million-dollar San Francisco fundraiser today, President Obama warned his recession-battered supporters that if he loses the 2012 election it could herald a new, painful era of self-reliance in America.
Ha ha ha! “painful era of self-reliance!” And they say Big Guy doesn’t “get” irony! Woo-hoo!
Things aren’t looking so good back there either. Here are Toes and Lady M, visiting a mushroom farm in the city. They seem to be buried up to their waists in…uh…compost? Well, it is Chicago.
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