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A long-running personal blog shared by two authors with completely different approaches to life. And a lot of large, beautiful photographs of dogs and nature and places we've traveled to. Rich in commentary and irreverant in style. 

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We started blogging a long time ago. Our work hours never aligned with recommended psychotherapists and we needed to get our thoughts out. We are great friends, total opposites and long-time housemates. This was a way to communicate. With each other. With strangers. With consumer marketers. With sub-par meteorologists. With distant friends who wanted to see pictures of stuff we were up to.

This is the place. Our bucket of thoughts to share. You are welcome. 
(We realize that most of you are here for the dog pictures.)

Roger and Me... and Japan

Healey

The Gridiron Club is known for it's annual white tie dinner held every March in Washington. That's DC as opposed to the other Washington where elected folks might make sense. Think men looking like penguins and women wearing really snazy....."that's a nice dress lady shame your heart isn't in it"….type gowns. The event itself traditionally features the United States Marine Band, along with satirical musical skits by the members and remarks by the President of the United States and representatives of each political party. There are skits and speeches by various politicians all intending to be self-deprecating or otherwise thickly comedic.

To get invited is damn near impossible. I got in because I'm not very good looking, and I brought the chairman of GM, my boss, with me.

Well - like any great function - booze is served before, after and during the event. Well there I was, drink in my hand, standing with the boss at the post-dinner 'drink-mingle -and-chat-hour' when Allen Greenspan, then chairman of the federal reserve (you might remember him) and a very nice man, walks up to say hello to my guy, Roger Smith.

Smith not only ran General Motors for many years but he was demonized by the movie "Roger and Me." Mr. Smith, who (at times) was also a nice guy, says to Mr. Greenspan, something to the effect of "when are we going to do something about the unfair trade policies we give Japanese auto manufacturers" you get the idea...he was complaining.

Well, Mr. Greesnspan who was taken back a bit, says...."Now, now, Roger what would you have us do?" and Smith returns with (if-you-can-be-lieve-it) "well why don't we rev up the Enola Gay!"

...I almost passed out.