Helmut the Hughes channeller

Here's part of a Helmut post from last Saturday:

Check this out: In the coming days, perhaps even the full week, Bush will wear lots of workshirts with sleeves that roll up easily and ironed khaki pants, the official uniform of politicos and journalists trying to appear to share the experience of harm of those in real harm's way (who aren't in workshirts and khakis, but rather whatever they managed to salvage).

Here's T-Bogg today (actually, Thursday around 7pm):

I'd be willing to bet cash money either Karl or Karen told him to roll up his sleeves before tonights lil' talk with the country. It's the sartorial equivalent of "let's roll!". Or, in this case, "let's get those poll numbers up!"

Now, this is a no-brainer as predictionalization powers go. But Helmut grew up with sister Karen Hughes, who used to pry Helmut's fingers off the monkey bars. I know how she works -- it's all rolled sleeves, dog-eat-dog family values, and monkey bars victories. I like T-Bogg. But I foresaw your wager a week ago, bet you 1000 bucks telepathically at the time, and would appreciate it if you paid up.