OpEdNews - Diary: Christo

I was at my favorite Pizza place when a jokey thing broke out. To start with my Spanish friends, Fred and his wife, own and operate an Italian Pizzeria in Lake Mary Florida called Dallis, with their several children chipping in. Somehow the conversation turned to my toppings and what the Spanish words were for Pepperoni, Ground beef and extra cheese. Someone said "Felice Navidad" and I quipped, "Oh that must be the Spanish words for my toppings." Fred smiled and laughed and his assistant, Pizza loco, laughed along and the delivery guy/guitar player said, "Hey that's a good one!" But that wasn't the end of the wonder that evening.

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As I was leaving I said what I usually like to say, "Fred, that slice was the best one yet."

He chuckled and wondered, " So which one would be the least one yet?"

I thoughtfully replied, " Fred the slice I had yesterday or the one I had last week while not as special as the one I just had today, were never the less even better than any other slice of pizza I have ever eaten in my entire life!" And by golly I meant it.

Still confused, Fred ventured, "But if the slice you just ate was better than any other slice I have ever served you, how can the one you ate yesterday, be just as good or better?"

"Fred" , I said, "Pizza logic."

He rolled his eyes and then with a flair he summed it all up, "Fine, and I thank you, but, your money is still very good here."

"I expected no less, Mr. Fred," I answered as I was reaching for my cash.

Anyway I was listening to some News out takes of President Obama's Nobel Prize acceptance speech. He seemed more interested in prodding NATO European industrialized nations in contributing more troops and treasure towards the Terrorism fight in Afghanistan. Have you ever noticed that while typing Afghanistan, the FGH are all right there in row on the standard QWERTY key board? Crazy!

Did you know that voting for Obama in the primaries would lead to a Sec of State Hillary Clinton on the world stage chastising Americans for being "weary of war"? "Is it, Madame Secretary?" "Is it war we are weary of?" I am working on tuning out my cognitive dissonance.

I'm in my eighth month of stopping smoking, and one peculiar thing pops up occasionally that seems counter intuitive, sometimes I think my wind was better when I smoked. I don't think it's really true, It's just that sometimes I feel that maybe not smoking should turn me into a superman and well, it doesn't. Actually my underlying endurance and stamina have improved markedly and noticeably.

As for Christo - Fascism, I have no exact idea of what to say about it. In fact, I just made that term up and in fact, only told my Jewish friend Artie about it yesterday while working in his yard and added that I was going to make it the title of my next blog. He seemed to think that he had heard of it before somewhere, but couldn't quite put it into any kind of context at that moment. I then solemnly retorted, "Yea Artie, but it sounds bad, real bad."