Three-Coffee Morning

6:32 AM: I hit the brakes just a little too late, and poke Howard Dean in his squishy pot belly (with my car, natch). He was campaigning with the parking lot attendant. I must apologize profusely until I wake up, because I’m not even one of his supporters.

Must. Stop. Paying. Attention. To. Politics.

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