Fair is Fair

I took the kids to the Frist Center for the Visual Arts. It was a rousing success. Great little gallery and fantabulous kids' center upstairs. We will return, even if I do have to gag a bit when reading plaques acknowledging Bill and Karen Frist for their sponsorship of various paintings throughout.

Friends in High Places

Dammit, dammit, dammit. I cannot believe that I am not the next nominee for SCOTUS. I've made significant strides for women in my fair county (for example, I was the first county commisssioner to be pregnant while serving a term...and I did it TWICE). I have met some famous people, some political people and even some fairly smart people. I have umpteen college diplomas. So why not me? Could it be was because I never held the oh-so-legal job of head of my state's lottery. Or, could it have been because I wasn't all buddy-buddy, ass-kssy with GWB? Clearly, I need to start cultivating my friendships with potential presidents because that is one sweet job to get without having bupkus in the qualifications department (well, at least compared to say, forty-eleven plus other possible choices)