Hey, have you ever gone away, looked around, and wondered how you ended up where you are? (BONNIE’S NOTE: Mr. Quinn doesn’t like it when I write these notes, so I’m not going to write any this week. So there!)
Let’s just say I had a few of those moments while I was taking my town-mandated four-week vacation. See, the town can’t afford to carry the Mayor’s salary for a full twelve months, so during August they basically tell Hizzoner Yours Truly to hit the road. And hit the road I did.
Folks, I saw stuff out there that would make you walk bow-legged. But I also talked to a lot of just plain folks. And you know what they told me? They’re tired of the same-old, same-old. And when they would hear I’m in politics, they’d say, “Hey, why don’t you do something about the same old, same old?” So that’s what I intend to do.
Unfortunately, my trusty secretary Bonnie didn’t realize she should take her vacation when I take mine, so she’ll be off next week (BONNIE’S NOTE: Who knew?). I’ll get going on taking care of the same-old, same-old when she gets back.
God Bless Verne, and God Bless America.
1 comment:
Bonnie,
I am encouraged that you are finally beginning to show some restraint on this issue of commenting on the Mayor's private blog. Next time I urge you to have the courage of your convictions and really keep a tighter lid on your musings.
Respectfully,
Danforth Quinn
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