Three-Card Monte, or, Musical Chairs
In Which Your Humble Blogger forgets to commit to pixel his hope that despite having already declined a portfolio, Joe Biden agrees to serve simultaneously as Vice-President and as Secretary of Transportation.
In Which Your Humble Blogger forgets to commit to pixel his hope that despite having already declined a portfolio, Joe Biden agrees to serve simultaneously as Vice-President and as Secretary of Transportation.
In Which Your Humble Blogger compares two things that seem somewhat similar, and probably are somewhat similar.
In Which Your Humble Blogger restrains himself from, wait, no, not so much, I don’t, but other people can.
In Which Your Humble Blogger does the “I wish he had said what I wanted him to say” thing.
In Which Your Humble Blogger mocks an old man, because he’s one of the most powerful people in the world and deserves it. Also, this is the first of two notes about last night’s debate.
In Which Your Humble Blogger depundits himself.
In Which Your Humble Blogger just needs your bank account numbers, your social security numbers, your taxpayer ID, your shoe size, your shirt size, your hat size, and all the money you and your descendants will ever ever have. And then we’ll save capitalism!
In Which Your Humble Blogger manages not to talk about the hedgehog and the fox, which I think are something a little different, since I think Bill Clinton was more of a hedgehog until he accomplished his hedgehoggery.
In Which Your Humble Blogger stands behind his rhetoric, and a little to one side of it, too.
In Which Senator McCain lets Your Humble Blogger see him sweat.