Cracker and Cheese?

TEHRAN (Reuters) - Iran has the military might to deter attacks against it, its defense minister said in remarks published Tuesday, one day after President Bush (news - web sites) said he would not rule out military action against Iran.

As a rule, I like to stay somewhat A-Political. I tend to vote for the best person or idea, as I see it. This hardly makes me unique; but I do agree, there are folks who vote a straight party line. That is their right, but I wonder at times how flexible they tend to be. I believe that loyalty is a good thing; but, as the old saying indicates, perhaps now is not the time to be re-arranging the deck furniture on the Titanic.

At times, I see so many of us feeling as if there is nothing we can do and even worse, we are best not to get involved. Always not the best course of action...

A few years back, my wife and I were invited to a small cocktail party being thrown by our fitness trainer from ‘our’ gym. I know that seems hard to believe; but, in fact, we actually joined a gym, got a trainer and even went as far as watching what we ate. It was actually some of the best times we shared as a couple and we learned many helpful things that we still employ today. ‘Passing the bottle of Advil’ would be just one example.

Never go to a party where 80% of the guests are personal trainers. There is simply no way to feel good about yourself and your personal fitness level. Try eating a healthy bean dip while holding IN your stomach at the same time.

At this party was an attractive woman who was also a client of our trainer. She was clearly enamored with one of the other folks there and fawned all over the object of her desire. While a group of us stood around the artichoke and soy dish, this young lady reached down to get a cracker to pass to her newfound beau.

I was unaware that certain hair products are still flammable even after being applied for quite sometime. As she reached for the cracker, she came within a foot or so of a candle that was on the little snack table. There was an interesting “whoosh” sound followed by a rather odd odor and a bright light. For what seemed like an eternity, people just stared at the now ‘flaming’ guest and most folks backed away rather quickly. I actually reached over two guests and began to beat out the flames as quickly as I could.

I am pleased to report that the woman, now known as “The Torch”, received no burns other than to her new “do”. As I tended to her in the bathroom, I assured her that she was fine and her hair looked “ok”. (I lied about the hair.)

I guess my point here would be…

I’m afraid Bush is getting this country way too close to the candle on the snack table.
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