Sequester Diary

Sequester Diary, Day One: Bright sunshine. Walked the dog. Heard a funny joke: What does American beer and making love in a canoe have in common? Answer: Both fucking close to water. Funnier when told with an Australian accent. Asked a girl out. Got a date on a Thursday night. Going too long without female companionship wilts the soul. Better clean the car. Gave my bookish niece The Lion, the Witch and The Wardrobe, which I’ve been carrying around since I was her age (third grade). Armageddon looks a lot like yesterday.  Passing thought: The United States will continue declining until it elects a president who doesn’t play golf.