in this building, when the President stands, nobody sits

BARTLET
I'm sorry, um... you're Dr. Jenna Jacobs, right?

JENNA JACOBS
Yes, sir.

BARTLET
It's good to have you here.

JENNA JACOBS
Thank you.

BARTLET
The awesome impact of the airwaves and how that translates into the furthering of our national discussions but obviously also how it can... how it can...

He sighs, and addresses Jenna Jacobs again

BARTLET
Forgive me, Dr. Jacobs. Are you an M.D.?

JENNA JACOBS
Ph.D.

BARTLET
A Ph.D.?

JENNA JACOBS
Yes, sir.

BARTLET
In Psychology?

JENNA JACOBS
No sir.

BARTLET
Theology?

JENNA JACOBS
No.

BARTLET
Social work?

JENNA JACOBS
I have a Ph.D. in English Literature.

BARTLET
I'm asking, 'cause on your show, people call in for advice and you go by the name of
Dr. Jacobs on your show. And I didn't know if maybe your listeners were confused by that, and assumed you had advanced training in Psychology, Theology, or health care.

JENNA JACOBS
I don't believe they are confused, no sir.

BARTLET
Good. I like your show. I like how you call homosexuality an abomination.

JENNA JACOBS
I don't say homosexuality is an abomination, Mr. President. The Bible does.

BARTLET
Yes, it does. Leviticus.

JENNA JACOBS
18:22

BARTLET
Chapter and verse. I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I had you here.
I'm interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. (small chuckles from the guests) She's a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, and always clears the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My Chief of Staff, LeoO McGarry, insists on working on the Sabbath, Exodus 35:2, clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it okay to call the police? Here's one that's really important, 'cause we've got a lot of sports fans in this town. Touching the skin of a dead pig makes us unclean, Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother, John, for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads?

Think about those questions, would you? One last thing, while you may be mistaking this for your monthly meeting of the Ignorant Tightass Club, in this building, when the President stands, nobody sits.


President Bartlet to Jenna Jacobs The Midterms

Happy Thanksgiving!

For flowers that bloom about our feet;
For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;
For song of bird, and hum of bee;
For all things fair we hear or see,
Father in heaven, we thank Thee!

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Congratulations Real Salt Lake!!!

Congratulations Real Salt Lake!!!

Maybe next year instead of saying, "I should," I will make it out to a game. I'm not really any good at soccer, but I do enjoy going to the games.

Musical Mondays

As anyone who knows me, Flamingo, they can tell you how much of a fan of Mondays I am not. And this Monday in particular looked to be sucking the big one... complete with a Sunday evening dumping of this white nasty stuff in Utah we call evil white shit stuff snow. I haven't decided which is worse, the actual Monday morning, or the anticipation (but the scary unwanted kind) of it on Sunday night. Anyhow... last night, as Roommate and I were watching V (I need to blog on that topic sometimes soon). Yeah, watching V and loathing the all too soon arrival of Monday, my beloved iPhone buzzed me... I had an e-mail. And was so happy to see:



What was even better, was that even though it didn't say it in the e-mail, it told me that Shakira's new album was ready for download as well! Just in case you didn't know, I absolutely adore Shakira... she is the musical equivelant of Allison Janney in my world (just to put it into perspective for you Flamingo fans). Rihanna is also on my list of "girl" crushes. So I was pretty much was needing a towel after reading that e-mail.

So now, I'm the proud of honor of both She Wolf and Rated R. Now I haven't listened to them both fully and in depth yet... but I'm working my way through them, and so far I'm totally enamored. I'm loving Shakira's new stuff especially! Damn, I think I need another towel after just blogging about it... mmmmm!

Like ya do...

Annabeth (to CJ): "You want to emphatically deny something you have no problem with and make it publically clear this is a private matter?"

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C.J.: "What are you — 4'10?"
Annabeth: "4'11."
C.J.: "I can't believe we're the same species."

C.J. Cregg and Annabeth Schott Faith Based Initiative

Hey Sam, this one might know something

I'd like to do well on this, my first assignment. Any advice you could give me that might point me the way of success would be, by me, appreciated.

Well, not speaking in iambic pentameter might be a step in the right direction.

Ainsley Hayes and Lionel Tribbey And It's Surely to Their Credit

Today's Random Wikipedia Post

Tramp

In British English and traditional American English usage, a tramp is a long term homeless person who travels from place to place as an itinerant vagrant, traditionally walking or hiking all year round.

While some tramps may do odd jobs from time to time, unlike other temporarily homeless people they do not seek out regular work and support themselves by other means such as begging or scavenging. This is in contrast to:

- bum, a stationary homeless person who does not work, and who begs or steals for a living in one place.
- hobo, a homeless person who travels from place to place looking for work, often by "freighthopping," illegally catching rides on freight trains
- Schnorrer, a Yiddish term for a person who travels from city to city begging.

Both terms, "tramp" and "hobo" (and the distinction between them), were in common use between the 1880s and the 1940s. Their populations and the usage of the terms increased during the Great Depression.

Like "hobo" and "bum," the word "tramp" is considered vulgar in American English usage, having been subsumed in more polite contexts by words such as "homeless person" or "vagrant." In colloquial American English, the word "tramp" can also mean a sexually promiscuous female or even prostitute.

Tramps used to be known euphemistically in England and Wales as "gentlemen of the road."