‘It is a lovely Saturday…let go rock climbing,’ Billy B said. ‘The Saturday before Election Tuesday will be ideal to take our minds off politics,’ Billy B continued. ‘Whoever wins it will pale compared to the Rush that we will get from climbing the face of a cliff with Salmon Salad Sandwiches,’ Billy B laughed.

‘Tony, I know you do not like egg salad sandwiches so I will make you Salmon Salad,’ George said with a male crush grin. ‘I am down for some rock climbing,’ George continued. ‘Maybe when we go rock climbing you will tell me how you get free pie from waitresses,’ George gushed…

‘Don’t look now but I think we are in a Seinfeld Episode,’ Chet said. ‘I watched this episode on TV,’ Chet continued. ‘Are we dreaming or is this the alternate universe again,’ Chet asked?

‘I do not understand how the fat content in my blood test is so high as I am careful of my diet…however I have been eating a lot of low-fat yogurt,’ Giuliani said.

‘Wake up Billy B and fasten the carabiner…before Chet falls,’ Jane called out! ‘It is dusk and soon will be dark…tonight we set the clocks back,’ Jane said. ‘We do not want to be late for our final journey to the Election,’ Jane admonished.

‘This is a pristine view,’ Chet observed. ‘I can see the entire nation from The Precipice,’ Chet said with tears in his eyes. ‘So…we decide where we have been and where we are going Tuesday,’ Chet whispered. ‘What would President Washington do…what would President Lincoln do…what would my hero…President Kennedy do,’ Chet asked as he spoke to himself…