Dinner vs War

I highly recommend that if do an ab workout after you get back from the gym, and you use a purple yoga mat, keep your shirt on, usually I do, today I didn't and... well, it stuck to my back, sweaty suction, you know?  Lesson learned:  keep the sweaty shirt on until you're totally finished.
Oh, and now we know that the Idiot Jerk in the White House is truly clueless when it comes to comparisons and analogies.  Case in point:  the war in Afghanistan and the opening of 21 (one of his favorite restaurants).  That's right, he compared a war to the opening of a restaurant club.  Evidently he believes that the owners delayed the opening too long and, as a result, lost money.  That's right, he's comparing our troops dealing with a hostile environment, with an enemy that wants to shoot them, blow them up, and kill them with the opening of an eatery, a club, a place you go for a cocktail, where the only thing which might be injured is your bank account.  That's right, the Idiot Jerk in the White House is comparing this:

to this:

And because the General in charge over there hasn't wrapped things up yet, the Idiot wants him fired.  Personally, I think we ought to suit of the Idiot's kids and send them over for a stint.  Can't you picture Ivanka in designer camo, with shoes by Jimmy Choo only because Gucci doesn't make boots.

Of course, that will never happen.  She might break a nail.

Anyway, I guess the Joint Chiefs of Staff looked at him as though he were nuts... this absurdest rendition of bad judgment, and ignored him.  Of course they did talk about it.  And you know, as they were walking out of that room they were saying things like "wow, this guy's as dumb as a fucking brick."