Throughout the day I kept remembering one odd detail from a dream I had last night: Dubya had proclaimed himself emperor of America, and one of his first decrees was to outlaw all cocktails, especially Cosmopolitans. In the new Bushist Empire, only wimpy Amurrican beer was to be sold, and homosexuals and Sarah Jessica Parker were being rounded up and incarcerated in martini-free camps.

And then this evening, I serendipitously stumbled across this [source: whitehouse.org]. “He volunteered for A BEER RUN. He ended up RUNNING THE WORLD.”