I'm turning off the internets for awhile, while I spruce the joint up. This will be accompanied by much bitching and moaning on my part. But actually like any major project, once it's done I will be joyous for about ten minutes. I'll probably take pictures. Than I'll get bored and start writing again.
I'm working on a post about Hillary's stickup. The negotiating going on over her campaign debt is like a mugging. It's really pissing me off. Yesterday, while I was waiting in line to be checked out at the grocery store, I spied the new Vanity Fair, the one with Angelina Jolie on the cover, in all her womanly lusciousness talking about pregnant sex with Brad, and impulsively I bought it. Just because I was bored for a nanosecond, and Vanity Fair is highbrow tabloid material masquerading as journalism for the intellectual interested in big name gossip.
But the big story in the new Vanity Fair is the story on Bill Clinton. More on that later, for now I will dust.