I’ll be extremely glad when Bush leaves office, but not for the same reasons that other people will be; it’s because my legs are killing me.  The thing to understand about me is that I do whatever signs tell me to do.  So whenever I’m about to take an elevator, I always see a sign that says “IN CASE OF EMERGENCY, TAKE STAIRS.” And how else would you characterize the past one-and-a-half terms under Bush but a constant state of emergency?  So I’ll be extremely glad when he leaves office and I can take the elevator again.  I mean, my legs look great!  But I’m really sick of stairs.