I was chatting with my friend Jason this morning, and he told me about a little incident he had last night with someone working for the McCain campaign.
… I was on my fifth mojito last night at about 8:30, and some dumb bitch came to my door canvassing for McCain. She asked if I was excited that Palin was in Noblesville today. I said, “No, I’d rather have my cat on the ticket than Caribou Barbie.” She just walked away.
I love my friends.
