“Not too good, Dick. I’m going through the daily report, and I have to admit that I’m more than a little worried.”

“About what, sir? That you won’t get good seats for John Mellencamp?”

“It’s not that, Dick. This morning’s report details the current situation concerning our spy plane and the Chinese.”

“That definitely is a problem, sir.”

“Then there’s the Senate vote on my tax cut. It’s going to be a close one. A real squeaker.”

“Yes, but if it’s a tie, as Vice President, I cast the deciding vote. By the way, I picked up those James Taylor tickets for you.”

“Thanks, Dick.”

“I also arranged for you to see Eddie Money and Thomas Mapfumo & The Blacks Unlimited, just like you asked.”

“Yeah, fine. You know, Dick, this report really has me worried. It says the economy is on the verge of a recession, California’s starving for energy and Yugoslavia still hasn’t decided on whether or not they’re going to allow us to extradite Milosevic and try him for war crimes.”

“Being the leader of the free world isn’t all peaches and cream, sir. Just ask your father.”

“I’m way ahead on you on that one, Dick. I just got off the phone with him.”

“What did he say?”

“He told me to stop worrying and see a show or two, maybe Drowning Pool or Bevis Frond.”

“Good advice from a man who has been there.”

“I know, but I keep looking over this report, and I can’t help but think something’s wrong.”

“Wrong, sir?”

“Wrong, Dick. The report looks as if someone has made a mistake along the way. A real snafu.”

“May I see that report, sir? Hmmm. Just as I thought.”

“What’s that, Dick?”

“This is the report I’m supposed to get. Here’s your report.”

“Let me see it. Wow! Sister Hazel and Yes have new dates. So does M.O.P., Dee Dee Ramone and Gilby Clarke. Gosh, I knew this morning’s report was a mistake! I feel much better now.”

“I’m happy for you, sir. I’m sorry if it got you a little worked up.”

“That’s okay, Dick. Just don’t let it happen again.”