Back in March I visited my P.O. box daily, eagerly anticipating a flood of cards containing money, checks, and "a little something" to commemorate that most monumental of birthdays, the 30th.
Sure, I got some bucks. But I also got this sharp kick to the shins:
I'm not really sure if I can say much more. It's old news, sure. But then again, apparently, so am I.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Tromping through and disfiguring, rather than following in, Gore's footsteps: Ladies and gentlemen, John McCain, inventor of the