God, I love working in the yard. Mowing, bagging leaves, planting stuff (LEGAL stuff, you pothead)...gettin' my hands dirty. Back to nature and all that bidness. Tonight I was raking leaves and couldn't believe that there are still clumps---about an inch down---stuck together by ice. Dude, that's bizzizar.
So Condi's testifying tomorrow. Good. Let's get this thing over with. If she commits any major gaffes, I'll buy y'all drinks. That's how confident I am that she'll spin her way through the session with nary a scratch. But there's always hope that something in her brain'll go a little schlumpnutty. ("You can't handle the truth!!" would be good.) What do you think? Take the C&J poll and let us know.
In case you missed it this morning, here's the link: http://bill-in-portland-maine.dailykos.com/story/2004/4/7/93752/75644