The Intern Returns...

I don't think we can technically call him the Intern anymore since he's had full time (and salaried) employment for years now, but he'll always be the Intern around here.

And he's back!

New job, new city, but familiar living arrangements as he stays with us while he gets settled in Music City.

So we're loading up the fridge and adding a few routes to sporting events to his new landscape.

And nothing says welcome like a murky fish tank, so guess what his room-warming present is?

(This fish flakes are under your pillow, Dan. Welcome to Nashville.)

Vote for Me!

The Intern got his Voter Registration card in the mail today.

Welcome to a battleground state with 27 Electoral votes up for grabs. Expect to be wooed like Popeye by the Spinach Lobbyists. Like you are Catherine, and the voter phone bank is Heathcliff. (And sometimes you're Heathcliff to their Catherine.) Like the Treasury Secretary on bended knee to the Speaker of the House. Like a Trick-Or-Treater at the house with the King size Snickers. Like a gas station in Charlotte. Like you are the Olympic delegation and the candidates are members of the Bejing Chamber of Commerce. You=valid U.S. email address. Them=Nigerian Prince. Like Sonja to Simon Cowell; Cloris Leachman to judges we have no idea what their names are.

Welcome to Florida during election season.

(This was a little bit fun to think about--post some more here and I'll see if I can't dig up a prize or two for some winners.)

What New Wheels Should the Intern Get? Vote Now!

So the Intern, a.k.a. The Graduate, a.a.k.a. The Nephew, a.a.a.k.a. That Big Guy That Lives Here Now, is in the market for a new car.

I am behind this purchase 100%. Every morning I watch him shake a battery cable and play a game of 3 card Monte with his spark plugs in order for his car to start to go to work. Every night by some miracle he returns home in said tenuous shell game car with flushed cheeks and wet brow from his lack of air conditioning.

As Rafiki says, “It is time.”

So, now the question becomes, what is a suitable vehicle for the Intern? It must be something fitting for his unique life--driving around my kids, to my friends after a meal I’ve prepared.

Kidding.

He has his thoughts--a Corvette, a Mustang…A truck of some sort.

I’m thinking a nice, safe, practical Volvo or fuel efficient-hybrid. Perhaps a motorcycle with 4 sidecars including room for a carseat and a bag of groceries. (Actually, anything as long as it doesn’t have some ridiculous redneck vanity plate like, “GITRDONE,” I’m good.)

At this impasse--which I know I have no chance of imposing my will I know--what do you think?

I've created the following non-partisan poll so you can vote in this election as many times as you'd like. (We're in Florida after all.)

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