As this historic month comes to a close, I find myself thinking. Many people will carry the memories of January, 2009 with them for the rest of their lives. People will fondly recall where they were when the first black president was sworn into office, and what a crappy inaugural poem that was. People will recall the great relief sweeping the nation as one of the most hugely unpopular presidents in United States history finally turned over the controls of our nation to someone who is qualified to steer. People will recall the fear and anguish of an evil radical Muslin antichrist taking power and planning to turn this great nation into the next USSR.

For me, the first month of 2009 will always be summed up in one phrase.

"Fester! That's French! "