Oh And By The Way
It's frickin cold. It's high school cold tonight: full of teens. It's congressional approval rating cold. And windy. Like the collective sigh after a big, cold glass of Obama-flavored Kool-Aid combined with a Howie Dean YYEEAAAGGGHH and the spittle-flecked rationality of John McCain all bound up in one big smack-into-my-house package.
Annnddd SCENE. I'm done waterboarding metaphors tonight.