Hornswaggled
March 11th, 2008I have a busy day and night ahead of me, travelling to the Allstate Arena for a wrestling show with a good friend who came up to me yesterday and said, “What are you doing Tuesday night?” and I said, “Probably whatever it is you are about to propose.” It should be a good time, so allow me to leave you with two small notes: we will be kissing the Earth goodbye in 7 billion years, in case you needed a touch of depression in your life, and second (a political note): whatever happens in the primary today does not truly matter, so don’t fret over it. The campaign won’t be decided for awhile, and tonight the expected is likely to happen (an Obama victory). Anything but would be interesting but also, largely, inconsequential. Which reminds me: Spitzer is probably going to resign, in a no-duh sort of moment.