first thing's first

We are not going to talk about last night's abortion of a baseball game. No, no, no. No.

Now that that's out of the way, let me tell you that it was brought to my attention that other nations, such as the one Carla Bruni's husband runs, have a Minister of Sports. Why do we here in the greatest country in the world not have such a cabinet position? I think Mr Obama should get right on that. Never mind the Gulf and that situation in Afghanistan. Like he's gonna fix any of that anyway. (Bill Clinton was at the World Cup. Maybe he wants to be Minister of Sports! Lots of female olympic beach volleyball players to chat up.)

And speaking of chatting up, let's have a quick review of how to know the person you are attempting to chat up is less than interested. If your intended target is, say, reading, and you speak to them, and they answer politely but immediately try to return to their reading, they would like you to cease and desist. If your intended target answers your conversational gambits, but does not ask you any questions in return (i.e. "what do you do for a living?" is not answered with, "oh, I'm a such and such, what do you do?"), they would like you to cease and desist. And, finally, if they in desperation pointedly mention their "boyfriend" (girlfriend, spouse, whatever), they really would like you to cease and desist. Paying attention to this little bit of social intelligence may not get you laid more, but it isn't gonna get you laid less, lemme tell you.

Okay! Everyone have a lovely afternoon and stay out of that killer humidity. And if you must venture out into the killer humidity, use some product in your hair. (Is this a full-service blog or what?)

xoxo