At long last, Cheney's closely guarded feelings are betrayed.
The original:
The obvious interior monologue:
And amazingly, just off camera 50 feet behind Cheney, the same exact scene was playing out again, but with me in his place, and him in Bush's.
Many thanks to The Showboat for the lightning quick iMovie work, and his employer for giving him the time.
Beat-boxing Bush? Crunkin' Cheney? Actually, that one I'd like to see...
Because Ari Emanuel is never wrong, I submit the following casting suggestions for the inevitable upcoming feature films: The Old Man I Shot Was Me (Metaphorically Speaking): The Dick Cheney Story and How Condi Got Her Groove Back.
Isn't it comforting to know that even with an uncharacteristically vulnerable expression, Cheney still looks 68% like Cheney? Also, feel free to add your own potential-but-unlikely Bush administration musical chairs movie title below.
Yes. This is Dick Cheney exiting a plane called "Spirit of Strom Thurmond". No. There is really nothing more for me to say about that.
Sometimes I see a Cheney picture and I love it beyond what any clever words can say. Such is the case with this picture below. The evil is there, for sure, but there's something else expressed in his eyes as well...Insanity? Rage? Insane Rage?
What's Cheney saying to you?
Some further laziness, in the form of linkage:
Megan's recaps on Pop Culture Junkies: American Idol-Hollywood Week, Day One, Veronica Mars, American Idol- Hollywood Week Day Two
So many thoughts about Fox News' "conservative Daily Show" that nothing more can or should be said until it becomes necessary to communicate its merciful removal from the airwaves.
Late on this one, but, umm...go Joe Rogan. Not since Newsradio have I felt this kind of goodwill towards you. Use it wisely.
This article about Bush getting two moles removed from his face lends itself to so many half-baked joke ideas about them having been, like, the angel and devil on his shoulder. Or maybe that's just me.
I totally hope that Britney is actually in rehab. And that "rehab" is now a code word for "time machine that can bring her back to when, I swear to god, she was totally awesome". It was maybe...2000?
Have an excellent three-day weekend, folks. Working for a British company means I'll be around on Monday. As you can imagine, they care little for our presidents.
Today the Veep is 666 minus 600 years old.
But personally, I don't think he looks a day over 666 minus 603.
As Cheney surveyed the decks of his first model aircraft carrier, the USS Fuck Everyone, he couldn't help but think that all the hours sitting in his undisclosed location, shunning society, fingers covered in craft glue, had been worth it.
Now, if he could just figure out how to get the damned thing into the glass bottle...
Cheney practices his Paula Abdul impression in preparation for any unforeseen interaction with the youth of America.
Just off-camera doubled-over in glee? The newly self-appointed Secretary of Speech-Levity, Donald Rumsfeld.
Yes, I know that the ball has dropped, that the time for 2006-related lists has come and gone. And yet I humbly submit that these, the year's moments in Cheney, are gifts better received late rather than never.
10. Collar-poppin' CheneyAny number of issues choose to converge upon you in a grand attempt to fuck your shit up? Only to inevitably make you feel that much better when you finally get to, say, December 23rd? When you have over week to relax and appreciate life and forget about any shit fucking up convergence that may have come at you earlier?
Seems like it to me. Cheney too.
His mouth is agape with wonder at the whole darned phenomenon.
