WHAT, ME WORRY


A well-placed source in the publishing industry says George W. Bush's book deal is valued at about $7 million. The former president has already written 30,000 words of the book, to be published by Crown and tentatively called Decision Points, which will focus on his most important life lessons. "I want people to understand the environment in which I was making decisions. I want people to get a sense of how decisions were made and I want people to understand the options that were placed before me," he told AP. Although Bush's $7 million deal is $8 million less than Bill Clinton's deal for My Life, the new book will not be a memoir: Instead of recounting his life story, he'll write about a dozen personal and professional choices, including giving up drinking and picking Dick Cheney as his vice president.
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I was lucky enough to receive some excerpts from this upcoming biography of the greatest man to ever...oh never mind!

It all began in a mansion somewhere in Connecticut more than half a century ago. Heh heh heh.

I was not the best of the studententiary growing up in affluency. But I had a heck of a good humorousness and it led to other things. Hehehehheheh (How do you spell that in a correctness manner anyway?)

I ended up becoming an Eli kind of guy anyway and was admissioned to the Skull & Bones frat house due to my heritageness as well as well as my personabilityness. Not every enroller was entranced into this finely honed club.

I then proceeded to be graduationed receiving gentlemanly C's which was not easy to attain when you are the party animal I was. I proceeded to Harvard. Now maybe they did not desire my presence at their Law School, but they immediately required my presence at their business administration center. I figerred that if I could skate through there the way I skidded through Eli's school, I could skid anywhere.

I embarked-I like that word, learned it at Yale-upon a series of business ventures.  So far all of these activations that I found myself in, had been my decisions and my decisions alone. Although I always thank my father for his contributions, meaning my allowances.  The more I did what he told me, the more allowances I received. 

However, there was a great battle against communistic peoples during this time and I felt it repugnant upon me to join the fray as they say and so I signed up with the guard. That's what we called it back then. Besides supplementations of my allowances, I was able to keep my white ass out of that hole called Nam. I had the best of all possible worlds. They called me 'lieutenant' and I had no real worry about receiving those nasty battle scars-I received enough of those at that skull and bones thing, I tell you I would awaken and not know where I was-and I received recommendationaries. I have a box full of them. Honest.

So as I reached this time in my life, my decisions had a lot to do with my inheritances as well as my allowances and supplementations and it was time to move on to other decisions. And as always, I went to Dads and I said Dads, what should my decisiveness be now?  And he said to go see some of his friends because if nothing else, I had friendliness with Dads' friends.

Now I had some set backs in those long days with friendliness and businessness but that is the way the ball slams into the wall, so to speak. (One thing I did learn with all that schoolin was that I had a way with wordiness and oftimes friends of mine would point out the fact that few people could duplicate my way with words.)

We must skip over those tremendous and awesome business exploits of mine over the following years. At any rate, the money ran out and Dads said I could get back my old allowance and more if I headed his campaign for reelection. For sure it was a set back when we lost, but with all losses that which does not destroy you now, will fool you twice. So I decided, and this is where decisiveness comes in which is the title of my book, to always have people around me who would make my decisions for me. Always have a back up plan. And mine was to have people make decisions for me and when they screw up you can blame them and walk away free as a bird.

At this time I met turd blossem. And he made decisions for me. He made decisions so goodly that I was elected to the governorableness of the the great State of Texas. Now before that I had to make some preparednesses. So I learned this here accent. Turd blossom would have me watch old cowboy movies for hours at a time, when he was not reading to me, and I picked up that accent just like that and I never lost it.

Then we decided, why not be president. I mean, I never cheated like that Clinton guy-mainly because little g, that is what poopsy calls it, never quite worked right anyway-and besides Dads said, hell we can get a mess of money from peoples that owe him and I could be on tv all the time and stuff. And turd blossom would get others to write down what I should say and everything would be hunky dory.

And then I got elected to the Presidentness of these United States. Now what would I do? How would I make those decisions? Turd blossom was not enough. I needed more. So I got dicky c and now I had the guy who could tell me what to do all the time. And then he got rummy to help out in those decisions.

Now everybody likes to say that dicky c ran everything. That is not true. I was in that ovary office, not dicky c.  But dicky c showed up everyday with my briefings and we were on our way.

So, when it comes to decisiveness, find somebody who is decisive. And things will go much easier.