I'm doing my normal running through my bloglist before I go to bed routine when I see Chris H. has posted this. Now, I do not really care that hee wrote a speach. I do not really care that he said what he said in that speach. All that was running through my mind while reading it was "parody." As I read it, my own little speach went through my head. While his speach deals with grand ideas, mine deals with ketchup and drownings. So I send this message to Chris: please don't tempt me.