Archives: February, 2008

Malicious phony blackface reference causes red faces at Team Hillary, but who really did it?

Progress.

Can the Republicans wait until 2020?

ABOVE: Dhow, chemical.

Score?

Friendly Skies.

Out of the mouths of, er, babes.

Shout out.

Santa Cruz, California: Berkeley, but without all the patriotism and hygiene.

Too bad to check.

“But now you sound like a hippy, for God’s sake,” I say.

“I would never want to put someone else’s life in danger when they have to sit next to the bullet magnet.”

Duality.

Thursday stupid.

That’s the fact, Barack!

Halo effect.

Back to the future?

Smile when you say that, pardner.

This space for rent — for now.

I’m a different kind of politician, north of the border.

Not good enough for government work.

Turn that crap down!

Why worry?

I’d like a pony, and a dolly, and a big fat recession in time for the Pennsylvania primary.

Supra-delegate.

“They both want people to die, Mary Katharine, don’t they?”

Straight talk.

Convince us.

Bruce Lindsey to Hillary Clinton: No, I’ve got them right here.

“You were feeling the tingle, huh, Bill?”