Aching Hair Alert. (Updated)
I don’t expect to be writing much, if anything all all, tonight. Rather, I will be trying to survive watching the first night of the Democrat Convention. I have taken prophylactic analgesics for the aching hair that will most certainly result from the experience.
I just listened to Algore, and I have upped my dosage.
Update: Well, I made it.. My impressions:
Algore – I can see him in five years sitting shitfaced on the floor of a bus terminal, wearing a snot-crusted flannel shirt and mumbling something about “votes.â€
Jiimah Carter: Would be a wonderful Wal-Mart greeter.
Hillary and Bill – Words fail me. I mean it.
My roots need medical attention.
