Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Hubris, Thy Name Is

Donald Rumsfeld


Did you hear my hoots of joy where you are? My sister called me on my cell phone to tell me the news. I was getting out of the car and I gave a whoop and did a little dance, in the rain, in celebration.

I do believe a celebratory drink is in order this evening.

8 comments:

Mamma Sarah said...

I'm right there with ya!

Rachel said...

AMEN!

Sandra Miller said...

I'm havin' that drink right now... a fine Merlot. :-)

lildb said...

dude. I am IN LOVE with the electorate right now.

LOVE. no, not smit. I am not smitten with the electorate. I am in true, deep, flaming love.

enjoy your cell when you get there, Rummy. may it be devoid of any comfort or warmth.

Hilda said...

I did a happy dance too - on my chair in my office cubicle. Oh, it's a whole production involvong chair spinning, arms waving, little head bops - the whole shabang!

I found your blog through the NaBloPoMo Randomizer and like it! I'd like to add it to my blogroll if you don't mind.

Kim said...

That cheering? Did you hear ours? All the way over here as well? You see idiocy-awareness knows no cultural or geographical bounds.

Tekakwitha said...

huzzah!

tek

Zazzy said...

*insert little dancing emoticon here*