RAQ at the Hi-Tone. And now I must make like horse crap and hit the GOP campaign trail. As always, I really don t care what you do this week, because I don t even know you, and unless you can get Dick Cheney and that Keyes twerp from Illinois to have a debate about Keyes calling Cheney s gay daughter a selfish hedonist (they try to keep these little things under wraps for some reason), then I m sure I don t want to meet you. Besides, it s time for me to blow this dump and go try to decide just where to place the pins in my Jenna and Barbara dolls.
—T.S.
