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or when it was taken, but I am obviously bored out of my skull. It could be I was listening to some Republicans complain about one of my bills, like they could do something about it. It could be I was at a meeting of the Democrat caucus, suffering through another question and answer session about why they have to get my permission to do or say anything. Or, that picture might have been taken when I was sitting in a room all alone, thinking about the view from the Senate Hart Building in Washington. Who knows? But when it gets to be about 10 or 11 in the morning and I'm already exhausted from the many menial duties I have to perform as governor, I often start to daydream. Sometimes, in my mind, I pretend that instead of sitting in some boring old meeting that means nothing because I'm going to do exactly what I want to do anyway, I'm speeding down the Kanawha River in my yacht. Sometimes I think about how I wish I was flying high over the Capitol at the controls of my state airplane. I often imagine myself zooming down Kanawha Boulevard on my motorcycle with the breeze rushing through my perfectly styled hair. Once in a while, I daydream about my exciting turkey hunt, but I always have to go back and re-read my press release to be sure about all the details. Mostly, though, I count the minutes. I count the minutes until I can do something else besides what I am already doing, because I have conquered this governor thing to the point that everyone agrees my reelection is assured, even seventeen months away from Election Day. Between you and me, being governor for another five and a half years is just about the most excruciatingly boring thing I can think of. But I can't figure a way out of it. Just my luck that Byrd was born with the genes of an Old Testament patriarch. You know who the oldest man in the Bible was? Methuselah. He lived to be 969 years old. Sometimes, I swear to God, I think Byrd will break that record, too. So here I am, stuck with being governor of West Virginia, or, as the other states call it, Good Old Number 50. Sorry I'm such a downer today. Check back tomorrow, I'll be back to my old self. Just gotta thumb through some more old press releases. Cheers me right up every time.