Decision '12...For A Rock?

Lemme get this straight...my pet rock, Seymour, visits Washington DC with his host, Janine, and now.....he's thinking of running? For president? As a...what? And he expects my help to do it?

Yeah, I know: I ran two campaigns in '00 and '04. But they were parodies. I don't think Seymour has figured that out yet. Certainly some of the emails I got from voters -- especially in '04 -- proved that they didn't, either. But I digress.

So many questions...fortunately, a little time to figger it out when the politics-smitten rock returns from Virginia.

A pet rock, running for president. Ridiculous. Improbable. Probably ineligible. Then again, a review of the list of candidates that have run in the last three elections, suggests that nothing is totally impossible. Can't do any worse, I suppose, than a couple of examples that have or did win, eh?

And Seymour has already prepared a list of expected cabinet appointees, when -- not 'should' or 'if' -- he wins. Talk about geologic confidence from one so unyoung and inexperienced in the ways and means of DC. And his selections...are from my blogger list of favorite reads.

Worse yet...he expects me to be his campaign manager?

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