PJ has thrown the floor open and I am answering the siren call as best as I can, which may leave a bit to be desired these days. First of all, it’s good to be back here after a crazy year plus of insanity, ending in…Well, it’s not over yet, is it? Check RIPCoco or Brilliant at Breakfast for some of my recent exploits and pursuits, saving lives and balancing needles on my eyeballs while leading the entire Ringling Brother’s Circus through the midtown tunnel on a unicycle. Suffice to say that I’ve suddenly got high blood pressure (due perhaps to Yaz, which is presented as a happy little pill and had this very dirty underside of brain explosion and all sorts of bad things that don’t look to be curable with oregano capsules,) so excuse me if I try to stay still so as not to throw a clot or something.

First of all and most importantly, this week all week, Brilliant at Breakfast is the featured blog feed on Sammy’s AAR Front page , so give Jill and the rest of us, (especially Sammy,) some hits and love, even if you have to hold your nose to do it. What a mess over there, huh?

Sunday Barack Obama appeared on the post Russert Press the Meat, featuring Tom Brokaw and a much more level headed discussion of world events than we have seen since Timmeuh decided to make it a regular brunch- with- McInsane showcase. I have to say that I don’t miss old Tim one little bit. Now if the other hyperbole oaf Tweety would fly away, we might start again to get some sort of news. Tho we may need to send Scarborough packing too (yes, I am an MSNBCoholic…is there any other news channel, except on weekends when we get legends and history and lockup 24/7?)

Obama is looking more and more presidential to me and also to grandpa, who even though he remains a bit confused from all the craziness of late, can still pick ‘em…., and he also has some answers to some of the hard questions, which leave McCain hemming and hawing. I’m disgusted by the press, as usual and always on the edge of calling it all a day and moving to VT or some liberal enclave, where I might build a solar house and hide out with my chickens and the boys until…well, forever, I guess.

The Maron man seems to be touring still though his page calendar is still back in May. I saw him in DC in the spring and he is doing just fine, in his way, though it’s surely his way…which is never the easy way.I hear a whisper of New York in August, so we’ll see… I am so hoping that something comes up on radio for him, because he is so fantastic at it; Sammy too. I really can’t put into words my deep disappointment in what has gone on. But I have to say that both of them are so talented that they will be working…it’s just that it may not be in a public forum where we can listen and interact with them. It seems to me that Sirius should hire them both. They have a dearth of good hosts and the only best thing I’ve heard there lately, besides Maron filling in for Hartman, was Ron Silver getting smacked down by Phil Donahue today. Someone really needs to take Silver off the radio. He is a freak!

And finally, yes Tweety did show this clip on his show Sunday, but its well worth posting here because it was one of the first things that grandpa and I have laughed at in a while. As an elderly Jew, Hi has battled back from the brink of death to, among other things, give Obama his vote! There is no upside to being 98 years old, but at least he should be allowed to see that he is able to leave some sort of future start taking shape after all hes seen in the last 100 odd years…