May comes boldly today with big splashes of romance in my life and liberal doses of humor, as the Frenchman and I celebrate one year together.
Not part of the romance but dear to my heart was Stephen Colbert’s lampooning of Shrub at the Whitehouse Correspondents’ dinner. I sent Colbert a love letter; you can, too!
Now, I know there are some polls out there saying this man has a 32% approval rating. But guys like us, we don’t pay attention to the polls. We know that polls are just a collection of statistics that reflect what people are thinking in “reality.” And reality has a well-known liberal bias.
In other news, a new publisher might possibly want to publish a collection of my short stories, but I still haven’t heard back from the agent at Curtis Brown who’s reading Mr. Wicker. I’m starting to scratch nervously. I want to get my Top Secret Humorous Nonfiction Book proposal into the hands of the right agent soon. Very soon. I just hope she’s it.
Good night, Mr. Colbert. And good luck.