Maybe Buffet has the inside tip: For instance, this modifier can be added to an existing car - or SUV - and will double fuel economy. No need to re-tool the auto industry (or for consumers to wait to buy new cars) just put it on the jalopy you’ve already got. Why this is not common knowledge? (Rhetorical question.) http://www.preignitioncc.com/JO/flashHafcHi.htm

Is intermission over yet? Because this all seems like the second act of a Eugene Ionesco farce, with Candice Bergen as the narrating character. We just sat, transfixed, through another long campaign, stage-crafted by ambitious drama hounds with a ‘tough, sexy, opinionated woman’ thrown up for comic relief. Only this time, her views ran diametrically opposed to the last, who was a TV character. Who was mistaken for the real person who played her; the daughter of a ventriloquist and master of the double-entendre. She is also a tough, sexy, opinionated actor with aligning views who performed on last night’s episode of Boston Legal which closed with the male character’s sacri-liscious fantasy of the ‘tough, sexy, opinionated women’ together, ostensibly directing their own performance in bed. Last night’s show excoriated Palin, sexism, stupidity and the blogging throngs. Next day, we follow with this discussion. Honestly, it makes my eyeballs pop and twirl like a pair of Slinky Crazy Eyes. Can’t imagine how it must look to the narrator. And what happens in Act Three? How about this for dénouement: since comedy and tragedy keep jabbing elbows to gain center stage, let’s offer Candice another leading role - like, who better to pump real blood into the National Endowment for the Arts?

E-Trade baby - The only commercial I have laughed out loud at in ten years.

They got the letter. And wouldn’t they be smart - to perk up their big bunny ears? After all, we’ve drunk long enough from a juiceless cocktail of sexism and ageism (sageism?) It’s a canard, a scourge, a pox upon the world. And well, Hef surely knows it - at 82, he’s gazing down the tail end of his own target market. Why Playboy? Well, Ms. Smith’s offer makes sense. It’s fun to go to the belly of the beast. I met Hef awhile back at a party, when I turned, stunned, to face him, nose-to-nose. So naturally, the first question out of my mouth was, ‘When I say Andrea Dworkin - what do you say?’ (Dworkin was his arch-rival, fiercely antiporn.) And to his credit, he sat down on a nearby sofa and talked it out, claiming that, to his mind they were both on the same side. Then his restless blonde cabal whisked him away. Clearly, Hef had bought his own cover. They say youth is the ultimate aphrodisiac. But with all the hoo-ha about MILFs and cougars, lifelong vitality is supremely hot: an antidote to snap us out of a long dry run of denial and endtimes bogosity. For sageism - there’s no cure. There’s not even a race for the cure. Because of her all-around freshness, Naturally Blonde Liz is the perfect Godiva to lead the charge. Right, Hef? I mean, there’s gotta be gold there. Even right-wing neocons are pushing for (straights) to have more sex. It’s their mission. Because they fear people are drifting apart and the work force will dwindle if folks don’t get it on. So, let’s spread the wealth, health and sexy-at-any-age booty. Everybody benefits. It’s a trickle-down theory. And Liz should take her rightful place - up front, on top.

• The Master Cleanse Fast, every 6 months. • Getting rid of all formaldehyde - in your clothes, carpet, especially bedsheets and pillow cases. (Victoria secret is being sued for putting it in lacey bras - making women sick.) All cotton, old weave, naked. • Swimming, preferably outdoors in fresh water. Total rejuve. • Try every lavish and expensive face cream. The ONLY one I recommend is Reviva Collegen Night Cream. Hard to get, in some health stores on Upper West Side, Columbus Ave in Manhattan and in some health food stores on West Coast. Might have to order it. Even so: the price is 12.00! Nothing like it in the world. • Nightly meditation to music, mostly Brazilian or Krishna Das. • Sleep: the world between worlds, where anything is possible. • Cognac with coffee. Everything in moderation, including moderation. • Gut-bouncing laughter, shared with people I love and admire.

That’s so zen. If you’re more of a kung fu-y kinda dog lover, check this out.. http://www.sixwise.com/Newsletters/2008/November/7/Dancing-Dogs-Video.ht… Maybe there’s metaphor for us two-legs. (And Kryssi will say, rightly, hullo? where’s the praise for the brilliant trainer?)

“The real secret of magic is that the world is made of words,” said the sage Terence McKenna. “And that if you know the words that the world is made of, you can make of it whatever you wish.”

Candace, having been vilified and attacked during another, also absurdist, political campaign, knows all sides of bias.

Why should Obama’s window be so narrow? It’s not as though we’re being ripped away from some spectacular view. Haters are kidding themselves. Yesterday, I came across an old book by Milan Kundera, a favorite author in my 20’s. When I reread this next passage, it got me wondering if I still agree: ~ World domination, as everyone knows, is divided between demons and angels. But the good of the world does not require the latter to gain precedence over the former. [As I thought when I was young.] All it needs is a certain equilibrium of power. If there is too much unlimited meaning on earth [reign of angels] man collapses under the burden. If the world loses alll meaning { reign of the demons] life is every bit as impossible. ~ Milan Kundera DOES everyone know this? History books do their best to reprove it. Can you agree that life eternally swings back in forth in a sort of equilibrium between good and evil? I suspect that because we believe that’s how power goes, that’s how it goes. [In Western culture, anyway.] In Tantra, the goal is to conserve, expend and relinquish energy, cycling upward to higher and higher levels of consciousness. The world seems eager for that movement. Who wouldn’t? And why?

If Ben Franklin said, “We grow too soon old and too late wise.” That’s ‘cause he never met Whoopie. 53? That’s 12 celsius. Thanks so much for keeping it chill.

This, plus the recent trend of women over-60 giving birth. It all gives new meaning to the words, “Nursing Home.”

I’m an avid outdoor swimmer - who knew the White House had a pool, with a solar-heated cabana? installed by Ford -now I bet with happy kids splashing around, the energy in the whole joint will lighten up immeasurably. Everybody in the pool! How’s that for a fresh national slogan? http://www.whitehousemuseum.org/grounds/pool.htm

Josie< I can’t get that bit from Ed off my mind. On your site, when he recoils from the computer, “It’s just so big.. bigger than us.” I must’ve told 5 people abt that - everybody loves him. Ed, baby, where are you?!

Ms. Smith, I see your concern. However, for Mr. Hefner, there’s no such thing as a desperate position. In fact, he’s built a dynasty proving it. I couldn’t see letting this one go by, and I’m not sure a natural market crossover between wow and Playboy already exists. I’ve met him too - and his blonde accomplices. As you know Hef is ever the gentleman, but fair warning; those ladies will dunk you if he likes you too much. I’m sure you will know how to handle the situation.

Oh, I sent it. Great idea, Phyllis and yes that movie is a real…breakthrough.