There must be a doozy of a reply coming from MrC.
I can imagine it now....hunched over the keyboard, feverishly pecking away, a sinister cackle escaping now and again, perspiration dotting his forehead, wheeling around and yelling at the someday-wife for interrupting his thought process.
I'll just assume you don't have an answer, and I'll personally write a letter to the White House telling them to make sure to call George whenever
ANYTHING happens. That seems to be the criteria. ANYTHING. Doesn't matter if he's out jogging and has stopped at a McDonald's, he's GOT to start appearing as if every waking moment he is only concentrating on being President.....no jogging shorts, no T-shirt, suit and tie, the whole nine yards, EVERY minute, since there's a guy in Lowell who is holding him to some standards.
Cripes, you'd think the guy went wakeboarding while we were at war or something
