We've all been anxious to meet the man behind the curtain and now it's happened.It's pretty radical stuff. How long before the powers at Google disable his account? Today? Tomorrow?

So here is the linkhere is the link. Check it out before it's too late.

Below is a sampling of some of His latest entries:
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Saturday, March 21, 2009
Poll
Given the much-appreciated support you've shown for this blog, if I were to open a store with shirts and other stuff, I'd want to use a goodly portion of the proceeds for something positive. Note the poll nearby. If you have other charitable organizations you want considered, post them in the comments section of this post, and I'll add some to the poll for consideration.

All charitable contributions made to the organizations on behalf of this blog and its readers would be in a manner in keeping with the Big Guy's transparency policies for the Administration.

Really.
Posted by Tele Prompter at 8:14 AM 57 comments
Friday, March 20, 2009
Another Screen Shot with Rush
Now that The Big O has pretty much ruined the Friday afternoon bowling league for everyone here, we're all heading over to the Old Ebbitt for Tim Terrific's surprise going-away party. Oops.

But before I leave, I thought we'd close the week with another question from El Rushbo

Are you paid with taxpayer money, and if so, did you have to fill out Obama's questionnaire before you were hired?
Damn straight I am. And I earn every last yuan of it. What? You think Rahm, Ben and Timmah, don't see the writing on the wall?

And as for the questionaire, let's put it this way: I've known Big Boy since he's been called Barry. I've hung with him at Columbia, drunk tea with him at Harvard, walked the lonely streets of Chicago, been there when he's refinanced his interest-only mortgage ... twice, and inserted earmarks to get Michelle her sweet gig back home. If My Man doesn't have to fill out a background questionare, I know I don't.
Posted by Tele Prompter at 2:38 PM 66 comments
Roo-dee, Roo-dee
This is the best news I've gotten this week. The Big Guy has decided that we're going to do the commencement address at the University of Notre Dame.
There's all kinds of subtexts with this decision:
Big Boy isn't Catholic and Notre Dame is.
Big Guy loves all forms of stem-cell research; Notre Dame? Not so much.
Bill McGurn, former-President George W. Bush's chief speechwriter is a graduate of Notre Dame. I am not.
Notre Dame has "Touchdown Jesus", the White House has "4-6 Split Barack."
So how will we overcome these differences? Well, I can tell you we won't be having The Man reference, "Mackeral snappers," blaspheming the Four Horsemen, or mispronouncing Knute Rockne's name, if I have anything to do with it. But there's still plenty of time to screw this one up.
Posted by Tele Prompter at 2:20 PM 27 comments
Iran, Iran So Far Away
Not to belabor the point, but when Gibbsy and Rahm pull this kind of stunt, it just doesn't work. Look, I know my limitations, but bringing in an Iranian Specialist Prompter from State to do the job isn't cool. Like I wouldn't find out.

And the message? Good grief; I could have done that in my sleep.

I have to say, though, the State gal was pretty hot. Her name was Mastaneh. She was one of those single-screen numbers, with the veil around her LCD screen. Also, just what you'd expect from State; completely stuck up, wouldn't try to integrate with me. If this is what relations with Iran are going to be like, I can see why we don't deal with them much....