Glam, yeah, every time she says "Infrastructure," I get more gay. Bravo, gay agenda...recruit AND oversee the stimulus. Although my last dirty dream was about Paul Krugman, actually. Over-invested in public affairs, me? Nah. Dr. Krugman was generous as a Keynesian should be, however.
River ,'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
A friend of mine went on an Air America cruise a year or two ago. Rachel Maddow bought her a drink (they knew each other back in San Francisco). And she successfully stalked Paul Krugman! (She and a friend went looking for him, found him sitting alone and eating, asked him if they could join him, so they had lunch with him.)
::sip, drag, exhale:: "My dreams bore me."
Don't tempt me. I still miss smoking. Though not martinis.
Sounds like a nice cruise, Tommy. Although I'd feel like my old teacher's pet self doing that. "That's a very nice tie you're wearing, Dr. Krugman." And, now, thanks to my over-politiced subconscious, I'd probably blush and spill stuff, too.
Thinking of you, Barb.
Heh. Knowing (now) that Rachel Maddow is all drink-snob, I'd be like "oh shit, what do I order???"
Best of luck with surgery and easy recovery, Barb!
I'd be like "oh shit, what do I order???"
Order the Aviation.
Sazerac!
GC+MADDOW4eva!!!1!!!1!
But only as long as DW is cool with that.
I think I'd go the coward's route: "I'll have what she's having." Which is probably a mistake, as she likes pretty potent potables, but I probably wouldn't want her to know what I really drink.