After two nights of hearing my senator on the radio and the web, I just can’t take hearing Newt, who was my congresscritter in Marietta after the redistricting shut out Buddy Darden. I am over it for the time being. Drinking a ShinerBock didn’t quite get it so I’m on a Fairhope Amber, sitting on the front porch listening to the crickets and watching the bicyclists ride to Downtown venues where they will be oblivious to all the stuff going on in Cleveland. We had him here already, remember?
It is times like this that I am oh-so-glad I know you guys are out there. It makes it bearable.
Really, it does.
Thanks.