Dear President W(easel):

I hate to get all parental on you but dude, about the gas money I loaned you... It was supposed to be for using Air Force One to get to important government like things like State Dinners and flying around all scared when terrorists attack.

Now I know we all like to take the company car out for a spin and stuff but you went to the Daytona 500 yesterday for like 10 minutes and then didn't even watch the race. Call me nutty, but it almost looked like a campaign stop... but I am sure you just wanted to avoid all those "left" turns.

But in the meantime, how does that look to my other friends, John, John and Howie? Here they are having to get money from attending boring dinners and kissing babies but you can dig into the pot of money I gave you to do important things.

So this one time my brother, I gotta ask you to pay me back. (And word on the street is that you are paying your "cooler" friends back sooner than me. Good thing I don't watch "The Sopranos.") I got a rep to preserve.

Your buddy,
Bri

* This odd little ramble appeared today at brianlewandowski.com where Brian rambles daily, just like he does in his new book.