Some nitpickers claim that Christie whom I refer to in my novel as Lap-Bandito, a Mexican nickname given to him by David Letterman violated the ethics code of New Jersey.
Your columnist admits to not being familiar with the Jersey ethics code although it has a kind of a ring to it that may make it into a Bruce Springsteen song in the near future , but if it is at all like the ethics code in our own state, it is impossible to violate. It is true that these same Cowboys are part owners of Legends Hospitality, operators of the observatory at 1 World Trade Center, which is expected to open soon.
Andrew Cuomo. The governor of New Jersey may be larger than life or at least the Hindenburg before his lap band surgery , but he is not clairvoyant. Jones is leaving a porta-potty when he spots a large man in a bright orange sweater inside a hospitality tent daintily fingering a rack of ribs. Has anyone else looked as good in the color orange?
Will I be able to get barbecue sauce off my suit? These are the thoughts that almost cause Jones to become weak in the knees. The governor has decided to spend his vacation at Dallas training camp in the hope that he would be able to get an autograph from quarterback Tony Romo. The two men talked long into the night — Jones with his bourbon and water — Christie with his double thick chocolate milkshake. Jones talked endlessly about the virtues of a flat tax.
Christie about the art of traffic management. After that night, both men agreed that if by some stroke of fortune Romo managed to get through December without choking in close games and the Cowboys made the playoffs, that Christie would have a place of honor during the playoffs beside the Dallas owner. Dallas has just won the Super Bowl this is fiction, folks.
