No Britney, no Paris -- gotta love Rosie and the Donald

Okay, so I am writing this quickly following one rob roy at the embassy suites manager's reception in Marlborough, MA after a long (but good) day with client. My last blog joked that I'd be writing about celebrities. I thought I was just making fun of everyone else who does. And now . . . look at me . . . just look at me . . .

The best part of my day was the Rosie versus the Donald boxing match on tv.

It will spawn millions of blog comments. Here's mine . . .

Round One -- to Rosie. Her moral compass quotes nailed him.

Round Two -- to Rosie. The best Trump could come up with is "she's a loser."

Round Three -- to the Donald*. But to earn it permanently in the record books (thus, the asterisk), he must follow up with a lawsuit to do what he says and take some money from her. (The Donald expressed it with more emphasis.)

But . . . can you really sue someone or each other for sniping?

It makes me think of many a family gathering gone awry -- I'm surprised we did not have lawyers hovering at windows and doorways, trying to get in on the libel action.




Sweet mother macree! Look at me. I once dreamed of writing novels. Is this what I've sunk to?

(I am so lucky that my lovely wife does not read this tripe.)


Note to self: No blogging after rob roys.