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Apparently Hall of Fame weekend ends up being some sort of sportsball pilgrimage where retired baseball players both famous and otherwise show up to sign autographs and generally exploit past baseball heroics. So you know, of course, that our favorite racist asshole pitcher John Rocker was there to pimp his books, t-shirts, and no doubt childlike scrawl. Oh, and also to have the very most saddest raffle of all time. Yes, you saw the hand-scrawled sign. No, it was not written by a child or a homeless person in haste. It was written by John Rocker and contains the rules for how you win the biggest bestest John Rocker prize. Five dollars per ticket! Or scale up and drop $20 for five tickets. BARGAIN. Ten lucky people that throw down their stupid-earned money will win a night out drinking with John Rocker. Okay, actually, had yr Wonkette known about this blessed event, we might have thrown down some coin, if only we could ask him about his thoughts and feels about guns and black people. On second thought, that’s a night that would end with us punching John Rocker straight in the mouth, which is a problem because we are a nonviolent sort of people.
Yes, you saw the hand-scrawled sign. No, it was not written by a child or a homeless person in haste. It was written by John Rocker and contains the rules for how you win the biggest bestest John Rocker prize. Five dollars per ticket! Or scale up and drop $20 for five tickets.
BARGAIN. Ten lucky people that throw down their stupid-earned money will win a night out drinking with John Rocker. Okay, actually, had yr Wonkette known about this blessed event, we might have thrown down some coin, if only we could ask him about his thoughts and feels about guns and black people. On second thought, that’s a night that would end with us punching John Rocker straight in the mouth, which is a problem because we are a nonviolent sort of people.
Sunday marked the 10th anniversary of President Obama's national debut at the Democratic National Convention. He was tasked with giving the keynote address at the 2004 event. He told a New York Times reporter the week before the convention, ''It came as a surprise that I'd be selected for such a privileged position. As my wife reminds me, I better not screw it up.''
He told a New York Times reporter the week before the convention, ''It came as a surprise that I'd be selected for such a privileged position. As my wife reminds me, I better not screw it up.''
In the latest sign Kentucky Sen. Rand Paul is ramping up for a presidential bid, his leadership PAC has hired Republican consultant John Yob as national political director and chief strategist of its Michigan operation. Mr. Yob is the third state-level hire by RANDPAC in the last month, following the hirings of Steve Grubbs in Iowa and Mike Biundo in New Hampshire.
Mr. Yob is the third state-level hire by RANDPAC in the last month, following the hirings of Steve Grubbs in Iowa and Mike Biundo in New Hampshire.