The GOP
I think the Mark Foley incident could be the straw that broke the camel’s back. But, I’ve still got this feeling that the GOP is not going to lose the House or the Senate. Rather, I think it will get very, very close and we’ll essentially have gridlock for the next two years with the GOP as the majority. In 2008, the Dems will take it all back — White House too.
Mitt Romney
I don’t know who my guy will be in 2008, but I know it will be a governor. Right now, the only one in the race is Mitt Romney. I interviewed him for RedState and you can listen here.
Dumbest Comment Ever
Person of Color, No?
James Taranto is one of the wittiest writers out there and this line must take the cake.
In today’s Best of the Web, he writes about black Republican Michael Steele facing white Democrat Ben Cardin and refers to Cardin as a “person of pallor.”
Heh.
I Blame Global Warming
Not since 1918 had the temperature dropped so low on Sept. 21 in Macon.
At 6:24 a.m. Thursday, the city set a record low of 47 degrees, which is 15 degrees below normal, according to the National Weather Service Office at Peachtree City.
Charlie Rangel’s Sleight of Hand
Give it to Charlie Rangel (D-NY). After people began questioning whether or not the Democrats would blast Hugo Chavez, Mr. Rangel came out forcefully — more forcefully than any other Democrat.
His statement was more likely than not a sleight of hand more designed to hide his straying from Democrat election talking points than to actually be patriotic. You see, yesterday, in what is rumored to have driven Nancy Pelosi into apoplexy, Mr. Rangel admitted he, as the Democrat’s choice for Chairman of the tax writing Ways & Means Committee, could find not one worthy Bush tax cut to keep.
No, not the deduction for children. No, not the reformation of the marriage penalty. No, not the tax deduction for families of fallen servicemen. Not one tax cut is worth keeping according to Charlie Rangel.
So, like the slick politician he is, he came out today forcefully against Hugo Chavez to cover up his willingness to stick it to widows and children of dead servicemen. That has to be the play of the day.
The Most Dangerous Hot Dog Stand in the World
The hot dog stand in the Pentagon’s center courtyard, which has long been a source of Cold War intrigue, will be torn down in the coming months and replaced with a new eating facility.The hot dog stand in the Pentagon’s center courtyard, which has long been a source of Cold War speculation, folklore and legend, will be torn down in the coming months. During the Cold War, the Soviets reportedly thought the hot dog stand led to a secret underground bunker. “Rumor has it that during the Cold War the Russians never had any less than two missiles aimed at this hot dog stand,” Brett Eaton, an information and communications officer for Washington Headquarters Services, said while standing in front of the building. “They thought this was the Pentagon’s most top secret meeting room, and the entire Pentagon was a large fortress built around this hot dog stand.” Reportedly, by using satellite imagery, the Soviets could see groups of U.S. military officers entering and exiting the hot dog stand at about the same time every day. They concluded that the stand was the entrance to an underground bunker. “They (Soviets) thought the officers were going to get their top secret briefings in a protected area, but really they were just going to get lunch,” Eaton said with a chuckle.
Karl Rove is My Hero
First he gets Bush elected, then he tracks down a spammer and has the guy arrested. That’s awesome!
Evelyn’s First Pool Visit
We got Evie all decked out this morning, lathered up with sunscreen, and headed out to the beach where she threw a terrible temper tantrum, unable to recognize her grandmother behind the big brimmed hat and sunglasses.
Once we wiped the snot away, I took her to the pool for her first time. We got an inflatable raft for her to sit in. She loved that as much as she loved me just holding her and carrying her through the water.
Don’t Feed The Seagulls
They will swarm, even for Evelyn’s banana puffs. She had a grand old time watching the mass horde descend for their feeding. Evelyn cheered them on and clapped, pointing with enthusiasm, and, if not connecting my tossing of her puffs and the horde, yelling “Dah-Dee! Dah-Dee!” with as much glee as she could.