I am far out of town. My wife is a civilian now. And we have got to celebrate. So the blog should be slow. With idle time, read an article. It inspired an idea you’ll enjoy. The New Yorker ran the piece. About a collection of memoirs. They used only six words each. A plumber, for example, wrote simply: “Fix a toilet, get paid crap.” Some celebrities, of course, were included.

Not all celebs made it in. The magazine wrote for Katie Couric: “Morning girl goes serious at night.”

I thought it sounded like fun. How about we do it locally?

Here’s my attempt channeling some politicos. What’s the memoir they might write? They only get six words each:

Mayor Jerry Sanders: Must write, someone get me Fred.

Mayoral candidate Steve Francis: The opposite of what Jerry said.           

City Councilman Jim Madaffer: I have more hair than Aguirre.

City Councilwoman Donna Frye: I gotta find something to hug.

Chula Vista Mayor Cheryl Cox: Gaylord, have you been working out?

Santee Mayor Randy Voepel: Eat my lead you commie scum.

County Supervisor Bill Horn: Don’t get paid enough for this.

I’m spent, now, it’s your turn. Keep them civil, at a minimum. Send me e-mail or comment below. Full blogging will return on Sunday.

SCOTT LEWIS

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