Wracked with angst over the fate of our beloved and horribly misgoverned Republic, the DiploMad returns to do battle on the world wide web, swearing death to political correctness, and pulling no punches.
Oh, come, Mister tally man, tally me banana Daylight come and me wan' go home Me say come, Mister tally man, tally me banana Dayli...
Try the craps table. I always found that to be the most entertaining game in Vegas. Some of the more dumpy downtown casinos have low min bets so its easier on the wallet if the shooters are not hot.
Please let me know if you can see the bottom of Lake Mead.
In Vegas, inspiration often depends on how low the neck line is vis a vis the amount of cleavage being restrained within.
Don't lose your kids' college mony, Dip.
Dear DiploMad:May I please offer a little food for thought that might apply to your circumstances?From Coach John Wooden (and this applies to football):"Success is never Final; Failure is never Fatal; it's Courage that Counts."From this week's church bulletin:"A man is not defeated when he fails. A man is defeated when he quits."I am sure you are in pain on hearing the news each morning. We, your faithful readers, relish and rely on your insights. Please take up your pen and write to us again!Your admirer,the Conservative Boomer