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Monday, May 21, 2007 

Roadtrip!

I figured it was about time for a good ‘ol roadtrip, and so last week me and a buddy from the White House set out on one.

We started off from my ranch in Crawford and headed down toward Mexico. We found this place where they bring all kinds of stuff from Mexico. I helped out and carried some boxes of cabbage for them.
“Hey, check me out! I got a lotta cabbage man!”

Next, we got back in the pick-up and headed west. We stopped off at some school and helped the kids paint a mural. It was pretty cool.

The next day, we stopped at a factory where they make things for jet engines or rockets. It was very technical and I was trying to understand and the guy kept on warning me not to drop it.

That was pretty much a full day, so we hunkered down for the night and had a couple of thick steaks at some restaurant.

The next morning, we visited an old folks home and I helped them bake some cookies for one of the old men there. It was his birthday and since he was Jewish, the cookies had an Israeli flag on them. I thought they were pretty cool and tasty too. Better than some American flag cookies I’ve had. Red frosting never tastes too good.

After we left the old folks home I thought we’d better get some fishin’ in on this trip. What’s a roadtrip without some fishin’? So we took a turn south, but after about six hours, I realized we were hopelessly lost.

I don’t know how we did it, but sometime during the night we found ourselves back at the tech company that makes the rockets. We slept in the pick-up and the next morning I decided to revisit them for a second tour and a shower. They showed us what I’d call their “microscope lab.” It was pretty cool.

Later that day, I got a call from Jeb that he and Dad were going fishin’ and wanted me to join them. I wasn’t sure how to get there, so Dad called Marine One to pick me up and drop me off on his fishin’ boat.

Hey,
Don't you have some work to do like solving world peace or huinger or economic equality?

Road trippin' wasn't part of the job description, sounds like all you do is vacation and party.

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