My sister dropped by this afternoon, on her way back to San Jose after consulting on design job in Berkeley. She brought a box of chocolate pastries sent by my friend Suzanne (the design job). I was hung-over from a dinner party last night, so I gobbled my way through most of them for medicinal purposes. (The caffeine, y'know.)
Jerry came home from a walk while she was here. We decided that two of his favorite words/sayings sum up much of the political scene:
"Rotten to the core." (a/k/a/ "cruption")
and
"Morons."
Some people are both rotten to the core and morons.
Does Maureen Dowd need to know this?
Pastries demolished for medicinal purposes.
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