Apologies.

It's been a little slow at the United Nations of Carpool lately. The PRL delegate has bee missing a lot of carpooling, what with a sick cat who requires twice-weekly injections of a mystery substance that is supposed to make him not die (it seems to be working--said cat spent much of last night scratching at the box of kibble and demanding treats instead of laying listlessly about when not peeing on things).
So this delegate hasn't been able to chronicle the current events of Carpool, which are bound to be exciting, now that the Romanian delegate's worst fears have been realized, and we are now part of a Stalinist state under an authoritarian dictator who eats babies (that would be the passing of the health care reform bill for those of you not fluent in post-Communist freakout).


Instead, here is a little tidbit from an email from the Romanian delegate, wondering who would teach the lunchtime weights class at the gym, since the regular instructor would be out:

I hope whoever will be our trainer today, will play .. "Poker face" ?! ... whatever that means...



Whatever that means.