Dreamin
Being left of left politically these are trying times. We have George (how dumb is dumb enough) Bush and John (do eagles soar) Ashcroft. I try not to obsess about them, but boy is it hard. My oldest son asked me the other day if I had my choice and could get rid of one or the other but not both who would I choose. I was surprised at what a difficult question that really is. John operates under his own set of irrefragable rules, trashing our civil rights along the way. And well George is just George. Maybe we can get Froggy (A character in an old-time radio show) to plunk his magic twanger, and they'll both go up in a cloud of smoke. So before you go to bed tonight repeat the phrase "Plunk your magic twanger, Froggy!" and well I can dream can't I? Here is a picture of Froggy I can't decide if looks more like John or George, and here is Froggy's home page where you can hear the request for Froggy to plunk his magic twanger.


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Ohhhh, thank you! Now I have something to dream about tonight too. Dreams are meant to come true, right? Yes, I will be dreaming about froggy twangers tonight!