No, just the record holder in a family of low-pressure people. Now that I’m old my BP is high enough to be allowed to donate blood (yay!) about half the time (boo!), but my own recorded low was multiple instances of 60/40. I had to calm down the people who’d measured it because they were freaking out and saying I needed an ambulance now. I simply knew I couldn’t move my head too suddenly as it would make the world swim.
Abuelito was working two jobs at the time: treasurer of our city in the mornings, teacher at the business school in the afternoons. If one day he was a bit dizzy, well, that’s what chairs are for.
So if she’s out Tuesday (week from now), sure, My Endeavouring in Prognostication Excellence will be Stanley Cup-like, but the ensuing replacement, though, should put most sane-thinking people in the sad doldrums. Gilbert Gottfreid has been mentioned in these pages for certain positions in the administration - maybe this might be a fit.
One of the best John Oliver pieces I’ve seen. On Matt Whitaker. Go straight ahead to 4:22.
You could say he, ahem, kicks ass in this piece.
aaaaaaawwwwwwwww, nice…Thank-you for putting that image in my mind.
O Esteemed Prognosticator! You are indeed the Magic Eight Ball of the Dope! Please accept this offering of live hamsters and Heath Bars to honor Your Greatness. I humble myself at your [del]predictable[/del] predictive feet and beg to know: please predict when the Orange Cheeto Himself will be leaving office. Thank you.
I’m guessing he was there to meet his BFF, Putin. Or that’s the only thing that latched into and found a home in the very stable geniuses ‘brain’ of his.
Didn’t seem to pan out. He’s pissed about that. Doesn’t know what to do.
He was expecting the European leaders to prostrate at his feet and apologize profusely for not putting the USA first in trade agreements. Apparently, sulking is a negotiation tactic.
“Vlad, my minions are telling me the liberals might win some of the close races on Election Day. I’m gonna need you to hack into the voting systems again.”
“Donald, Election Day was last week.”
“Really? Did I win?”
Love these really absurd, off the wall questions!