For an hour and a half, Kamala had complete control of the West Wing and the Oval Office.
She decided to do some redecorating, and a little holiday planning.
Next time she will be going to the fancy Italian coast and not that dreary Paris city with all those cigarette smokers. They actually have smog inside their museums and the sweet guy who runs the country is just to sincere for words.
No really, the Vice President became the President in facto while Mr. Joseph went in for a little surgery.
Nothing major, just a little camera sent in to determine if there was anything wrong with the master of the White House.
After all, Camila complained of his after affects on the room. Well, the source of the gas episode must be found.
And now we have had the first female take over the entire country.
She probably had a power breakfast with the Speaker of the House. I recall when Tip O'Neal used to go to his Irish bar and one could stand at a distance in the corner and breathe in the proper political statements after hours.
After that she decided to redirect the phone calls to her desk, such as the very important Chinese guy. Top dog, no more is the former head of the KGB but Asia is winning hands down.
Her little black book probably quickly was filled with those private numbers such as hunky Trudeau of Canada, and perhaps even the Thai King, he is quit charming and at length will accommodate almost any female of power.
After she changed her cards over to her name, she that sat down and did some serious thinking about those nukes in bunkers and how to redistribute them more economically.
California is dire need of more income as so many have left due to the uncertainty of the forest fires, earthquakes, tsunamis and celebrities going bust.
The commuters even shut down one highway near San Diego when there was a tiny altercation with a Brinks truck. The driver was no where to be seen, but scattered across the highway were those greenbacks called currency in all denominations.
The helpful commuters were running around collecting as much of the debris as possible while taking selfies.
The large semi truck drivers were very accommodating as well, they just shut off their engines and allowed the whole highway to be taken over by individuals who had left their cars in any which fashion.
And there was a blood moon last night. The dark magic and black witches prefer this night to perform their rituals, whether or not they work is their word against the rest of the world.
However, there was also a full eclipse in North America which lasted for some 6 hours, obscuring any view for them to take advantage.
Maybe that means the White Witch gets to rise until the next same event. This one took 588 years, about the time the Magna Carta was signed.
Hmm, who knows maybe the world will turned right again with the absence of the nonsense of those underminers running around on brooms and causing chaos wherever they appear.
Myself, I would not have minded being put down on Mr. Putin's short list of intelligent females to invite to evening meal at the White House. I am sure I could find something to converse about, as long as I was not expected for after hours entertainment.
I find him interesting for his past career which he is know retired and his many scandals he has survived. Who marries an airline stewardess and expects success?
But he seems to have taken his divorce quit well. He is often seen with male companions doing male things in leu of a family man with a grandbaby.
Once, we covered a man such as himself in the news business as an asset not a deficit.
Now in the age of electronic transfer for a bus pass and a room key where we are told our information is available as soon as we come close to any open Wi-Fi with our personal devices.
He is most likely innocent of disliking Hillary, also a well traveled and very attractive female.
Since her insinuations of her job, career and seat, he has lost his wife, his children no longer come home and he only has males to eat and play while his athleticism seems to have shifted noticeably to a chair instead of a Olympic hero out to show his strength.
He does not even have a cat! What important person does not have a cat, even Churchill had one.
Just dogs, and lots of them.
Another day I went out to see what I could find to do until my missing work history is discovered by some hard working government employee. I was once such a person and did alot of research. But alas, someone else is masquerading as me and having a hell of a time.
Anyways, I went to the old Lutheran church in Lemon Grove where the Samoans give out enough vegetable to kill you if you actually try to cart them home. They also had turkeys the week before Thanksgiving.
Last time I went the very good looking Governor of California had not yet lifted the pandemic rules and their were no college students nor children visible.
In fact, the tiny town which incorporated in 1977 seemed to have swallowed itself. Today, there were a number of thriving pet supplies and groomers. The one thing no one let go was their pets upkeep.
While men waited to go back to the barbers, the little dogs were having their nails clipped and shampoos.
There were plenty of people out and walking the old neighborhood which turned from a pleasant town which was used to make a movie with two matching girls to a suburb of the State College built some miles away but available through transit from this community.
When will life get back to being as it was before? Never, we all have the signs of the Pandemic upon our backs. Life will return to kids going to schools and wives going shopping while the men get down to work at their desks.
At least they still have desks. It was reported that the Space Station had to get into their life boats this past week due to all the trash surrounding their vessel in space. Having to crawl into a smaller ship and getting ready to jettison into space for an unknown amount of time, would not have been my astronaut dream.
I have abandonment issues from my childhood. Being left behind with no options and not knowing whom to call caused more harm than even I realized.
But back to basics, the Russian President saw fit to allow his military to practice shut a harmless satellite. It hit its mark, from earth, a first not thought possible.
It is said to have exploded and sent its debris towards the International station and the poor captives of the situation.
Hmm, if my name was Kamala and not Camille, I would have made sure to find out what was really shot down, a meteorite? Certainly not a Martian space ship.
But my name is Camille, and I myself would have sat in her chair if it had been me and not her, quit petrified at altering history much less one item in the returning Presidents agenda.
Besides he has all that important news to catch up on, why change his pillows ...
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