I figured since there is a diary demanding Obama apologize for saying there are people out there who are pissed off, I might as well apologize too.
I apologize to my wife for always leaving the toilet seat up. Sorry hon, sometimes I do it on purpose just to get a rise out of you.
I apologize to my eldest daughter for telling your old boyfriend with the dreadlocks that looked like the last time it saw shampoo was during the Vietnam War era, that if he continued to date you, I'd knock his teeth into September. How the hell did I know he'd cut his dreads and become a multi-millionaire?
I apologize to my son who predicted Joe Lieberman would be re-elected against Ned Lamont. I told him of all the things he's ever come up with, that was the craziest idea of all. I should listen to someone who's lived in the state for the past few years.
I apologize to the little kid in 1964 I was coaching in little league. I know I was pitching a little too hard to you. I just wanted to see if you could hit a ball traveling 5 mph. I didn't know I had to tell you first to try to hit the ball with your bat and not your face.
I apologize to my grandchildren for acting like I was sound asleep on my lazyboy the other night when you came over. I really didn't want to play that stupid hide and seek game again. I admit I was thinking "go bother your grandmother with that crap for a change."
Finally, I apologize to my sister. I could have prevented you from marrying that asshole you married. I could have told him the same thing I told my daughter's ex-boyfriend, but hell, you're my older sister and I thought older siblings have more sense than their little brothers. Oh well, hindsight is 20-20 I guess.