Wishing all my readers a Happy Valentine's Day!
Not to spoil all that lovin' but was just reminded that yesterday, February 13th was the thirteenth anniversary of Dick Cheney's fateful hunting trip. He was looking for quail but when he fired his shotgun he hit a hunting partner in several places.
His friend survived but amazingly the victim apologized to the Veep for causing him stress. Isn't that what friends are for? What's a little buckshot compared with WMD? I'm afraid the Cheney name will be with us for a while as his daughter is in Congress. Why oh, why oh, did he ever leave Wyoming.
tjs
NYT 2/13/19
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