politically correct

Pool locker room. This dad telling his six year son: I like frogs. They have personality.

One in a million

Quinnipiac called. Not the university with parking lot full of BMWs. Their polling institute. On my cell. Finally I was going to count. Finally was going to give my opinion. Except I was driving and asked them to call me back. As they say -when the ugly girl got invited to dance the orchestra took a break to pee.

The classics, Carville, the classics

Una Salus Victis Nullam Sperare Salutem they said. But panic?