Sigh: I'm trying, really. Blogger just ate about 500 words of this morning's drivel. My wife is hiding the ball-peen hammer now. Grrr. Short version:

1) If you scotch tape your Kerry bumper sticker to the inside of your rear window, I will laugh at you. No doubt you just finished scraping all the remnants of the Howard Dean sticker off your car and have learned your lesson about supporting flaky Democrats.

2) Buy some 8 O'Clock Bean. Brew it. Drink it. Coffee fetishism has reached the point of diminishing returns. Either it's some home-roasted, hand-ground twaddle, or it's a trip to Starbucks for dessert, with sprinkles, syrup, whipped cream, and artificial hazelnut/coconut/irish cream/raspberry/chocolate liqueur flavoring. Seven dollars. Jesus, stop it already.

3) Still thinking about the Mary Cheney thing. Don't like those who say Kerry "outed" her. I think she was "out" already. Still, it was tasteless, and you don't have to be a "gay = immoral" type to think so.