Happy Birthday Mr. President

In case you missed it, yesterday was President Obama's Birthday.  Happy 51st Mr. President, you're a little grayer, a little stressed and still following your plan.  Where many leaders make promises that they know they can't keep, you Mr. President kept or attempted to keep everything you promised.  Sure, you didn't shut down Gitmo but you sure as hell did try.  If the Republican or other folks try to hit them on that you should point to the fact the House & Senate shoot down every attempt you made on that one.  Mr. President, you have had job growth every month, yes not enough to turn the ship around but its better than where we were in 2007-2008.  We the people are as much of the problem as you are sir.  We want, we need but don't want to pay for it.  We still expect $1 a gallon gas and Medicare but don't want to pay for it, throw free cable in as well, pass on Health Care and give us Free Cable!!  We let our Unions push wages to employees to great heights, for low skilled labor, and they watched as company after company left our soil to find "Cheap" unskilled labor, leading to a dumber unemployed electorate. We let our Public Service Unions become so bloated that our Cities, Towns and States rely on development growth, once again Cheap Labor to build cheap homes or shot from the hip banking/investing tools.

Happy Birthday Mr. President, we the people gave you a great birthday gift, didn't we.


The shark is washed and ready to go, the black top on Gandy Blvd. is warm after a sunny Tampa day.  The waves beneath the bridge crash against the pillars of the bridge like fans clapping their hands for the big event.  The rice burners are down the street, oiling their machines like a boxers getting ready for the big fight.  Fans begin to mass near the radio tower and the spotter takes it's place on the hump.  The local police are staging to stop who they can.  The Shark has been rebuilt, the old great shark of old met the fate of so many sharks, they stop moving and they die.  90,000 miles of pure fun and numerous crushed souls of BMW owners later the old great shark was put down.  Shinning like a new penny, the new shark took it's rightful spot in line to take on it's old cousin.  A mustang with some work done to it, cold air, new chip and judging by its wobble NO2 system is waiting.  These two "friends" line up and wait for the signal to start.