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2000 january 03powerokay, so it wasn't the end of the world after all. we watched a variety of new year's eve specials, surfing between five or six channels looking for the best fireworks. if there was too much commentary we changed the channel; if there were bad camera angles, we switched the channel. with so many choices we could afford to be particular. at one point, we stumbled onto the dinner party at the white house. meaningless name after meaningless name was announced and i watched various grey haired diplomats and whomevers make nice nice with bill and hillary and the unfortunately still ugly as a dog chelsea. then i heard, "mr and mrs john fogerty" and i thought that was funny, that some politico had the same name as a rock star. no such luck, it was the rock star. later we saw he was performing at the celebration in front of the lincoln memorial. john fogerty, voice of the century. ick. it had to be bill. i bet you he and hillary used to make out to creedance and when they were planning the big bash he said, "hey, wouldn't it be cool to get john fogerty here to sing and we could relive our days as wild young adults, kissing on the bayous and not inhaling." talk about power. the whole incident has given gene and i a new standard though: "yeah, but is it as bad a choice as john fogerty?" at least it wasn't mariah carey, claire
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