Today is not that day.
Wish I had the inside scoop on this story. I have no life.
Right now, long time readers are asking:
Kathy, is this like the dream you had that you were married to Newt Gingrich, after you ate too much stinky cranberry blue cheese at a “Support the Danish Cartoonists” soiree last year?
The answer is: no, it was WAY crazier. Dude can’t run away. Think about it mentally.
