So Osama goes into this bar, see...

... and Dubya, who's tending, says, "Whaddle ya have?"

And Osama says: "Well, moron, what's on tap today?"

"FEAR," Dubya says, and Osama yells, "FEAR beer for everybody!" and the crowd cheers and rushes the bar as George starts pulling the tap.

After everyone gets served the presidential bartender walks down to Osama and says, "Hey ... who's payin' for this?" And Osama hooks a thumb over his shoulder and says, "They are."

And both men laugh.

(Yes, I'll find time to write more here. Soon.)

See you from Seattle

... but perhaps not until Friday. Tomorrow's travel day and our anniversary dinner in the evening; Thursday's an all-day outing to Mt. Rainier.