This Week In Pool Reports

In a special three week installment of the pool reports we discover that Turd Blossom is a Stones fan, poolers Jon Ward and Sheryl Stolberg make pool duty sound almost fun, and FLOTUS gets bumped from shotgun.

  • “POTUS was looking down at some papers and scribbling some notes on them. Once again, we were ushered out very quickly, but as they started herding us POTUS swung around in his chair and looked over at the pool. He said to Jeff Goldman of CBS News, ‘How you doing?’ Then he directly addressed your pool, while shaking his head. With all the shuffling of the group it was hard to hear, but Goldman reports he said, ‘Rutenberg, what are you doing here? You don’t know anything about foreign policy.’ Start to finish the visit maybe lasted two and a half minutes.” — Jim Rutenberg, New York Times and Jeff Goldman, CBS News

  • “The event was held in an air-conditioned tent with a carpeted plywood floor. Pool held in a large, open garage structure. While we were waiting, the soon-to-be unemployed Mr. Rove rolled by in his car with the window down, blasting ‘Paint it Black’ by the Rolling Stones.” — Julie Mason, Houston Chronicle

  • “The pool arrived at Walker’s Point at 12:03 just in time to watch former prez GHWB rumble out to the street in his golf cart. We knew it was his cart because an oval sticker markef 41 is stuck on the windshield in front of the driver’s seat. On the other side, should anyone doubt his resolve, a larger sticker warns Property of 41 — Hands Off. The ex-prez wore a windbreaker, dark slacks and boating shoes. He also sported a baseball-style yachting cap.” — Bob Drogin, Los Angeles Times

  • “Your tired pool fought off whining by laughing at any and every joke among themselves. We departed the filing center at 5:12 p.m. … Pool held at a public park two blocks away and had just started a game of monkey in the middle when we were called away to the vans.” — Jon Ward, Washington Times

  • “POTUS arrived back at Walker’s Point at 6:44 and your tired pool (wire reporters and photogs have done this three days in a row–print poolers have it easy) went to dinner, with a lid about 99.9% called. Good night.” — Ward

  • “On the way to Walker’s Point, we passed about 20 war protesters, one of whom asked, ‘Why is marijuana illegal?’ ‘We’ll ask,’ your pooler responded.” — Ward

  • “You might have expected whining and complaining from your early rising press corps, but no! Raucous laughter poured forth from the filing center at 5 a.m.” — Ward

  • “Unclear if POTUS was doing any experimenting on his bike ride, as your pool and the rest of the sleepy press corps was diverted to a nearby convenience store for the duration of the 90-minute ride. As POTUS worked off his calories, your colleagues dined on grilled blueberry muffins and scrambled eggs.” — Sheryl Stolberg, New York Times

  • “Inside a minute, the threesome moved up through the cordon, then stopped for the ‘bugs to snap their pictures, each giving little waves. Mr. Bush and Mr. Karzai, sandwiched between PO/FLO, exchanged small talk, none of which was audible. The trio then walked to their right. There, Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice greeted Mr. Karzai: ‘How are you? Welcome.’ Also in the official greeters: Chief of Staff Josh Bolton and National Security Adviser Stephen Hadley. Then, there was some confusion — a breakdown in the carefully choreographed event. Mr. Karzai and Mrs. Bush went to the passenger side of the cart. Mrs. Bush, who had ridden there on the trip over, quickly moved to the backseat of the cart, the one that faces to the rear. After she climbed aboard, the gelin’ like a felon Karzai asked ‘You’re fine?’ A nod and a smile from the gracious first lady: ‘OK,’ he said as he took the shotgun seat. ” — Joseph Curl, The Washington Times

  • “After dismounting his vehicle, he spent several minutes shaking hands with and presumably thanking the. Maine state troopers guarding the road. His daughter Doro, who had come on the cart, watched and said a few words. As they did so, twins Jenna and Barbara suddenly sauntered up along the shorefront. They wore shorts and tank toppy things. They greeted grandpere and then climbed in the back seat of the 41-mobile. He cut across the lawn to head back into the compound.” — Bob Drogin, Los Angeles Times