In Honor Of...

My grandson loved his new goldfish, of course named Nemo, bought at a local county fair. But Nemo had some noticeable psychological problems from the beginning. And when a playmate fish, Giggles, was introduced into the small tank recently, Nemo clearly did not like this idea. Giggles was found belly-up in the tank, and my grandson's parents decided Nemo needed to disappear as well - but not before it seemed appropriate to rename both fish posthumously. We agreed that Nemo should be renamed Pat Robertson, and Giggles should be renamed Hugo Chavez.

p.s. In case you are worried, son-in-law is currently out buying replacement fish before grandson comes home from day care today...