Al Gore, George Clooney, and Madonna had hired a new photographer to help document claims that “Big Oil” (or, as they say in Texas, the “Awl Bidniss”) was contributing to global warming. They had to acknowledge he had a real flare for the work . . .
Trying to get into the swing of things in preparation for taking over his Uncle Phil’s job ( The weather forecasting ground hog from Pennsylvania) when the old guy retired, Bruce LaVerne, from upper Manhattan, NY NY, had gone to bed last fall for a good winter’s nap. Judging by the weather, either the President, Al Gore, Michael Moore and Madonna were right about global warming, or he had badly overslept . . .
The Vegans and PETA got together to try to find a way to raise money for their causes and decided on a film. Rather than the boring Gore/Moore documentary style, they thought they could draw a larger audience with a comedy/thriller, and thus Kale Bill was born . . .
Because he didn’t have his red throat yet, most of the world thought he was a chick, not a guy; he was too young for a driver’s (or pilot’s) license, his parents continually nagged him about hanging with the “bad boys” in the neighborhood, and they even nagged him about his music. Did they really think he was going to listen to Al Gore and the AlGoreRhythms in public?
Cammie loved her new city car–all electric, Al Gore approved, developed by the University of Phoenix (on Line) and the good news, no charging problems. Just replace four AA batteries. They were good for up to 50 miles if she only hauled one bag of groceries or didn’t use the optional bluetooth toothbrush option while waiting in traffic . . .
Chloe had applied for a job as a Blues vocalist for Al Gore and his Band The AlGoreRhythms. Al said just because he was politically blue didn’t mean they were into the blues and suggested she might try for a late night weekly blues gig with NPR . . .
