So, Creaky McCain chose Hot Mama Palin. She ain't as hot, though, as either Obama.
Besides, Gandhi as a VP couldn't get me to vote McCain.
I'm off to Santa Cruz to take a long beach walk with my friend, Stacey. She is writing a novel for her MFA thesis, and I'm the lucky one who gets to be her advisor. Gone are the days I had to slog through MA in Education theses written in bureaucratic-ese.