Just before the debate tonight, a guy called in to Dan Fagan's radio show to share his struggle - watch, or not? He didn't want to witness a train wreck, but he didn't want to miss her making a comeback either. When K tuned the bunny-ears in as the debate started, I realized I didn't want the visual... so I settled into the mamavan and listened. Hey, she survived and didn't sound too snide, clueless or terrified! At the very least, she's hushed the loud cries for her to take a hike back to the governor's mansion and stay there.
It seems true what they say about VP debates not factoring into the actual election, though.
I personally think that Senator Biden's statements were backed up with more knowledge, substance and a general feeling of competence.
I have to say that "maverick" is my new least-favorite word. It's worn out. Stop saying it.
When we're feeling a little silly, we get R to repeat us saying things like, "Mister Gorbachev, TEAR DOWN THIS WALL" and "READ MY LIPS, NO NEW TAXES", "MISSION: ACCOMPLISHED", "I - AM NOTACROOK", and "I can see Russia from my house!"
When I took the girls berry-picking at Hatcher Pass, two Swedish reporters ambled by and struck up a conversation about Sarah Palin, Wasilla, rural vs. city life, and different types of blueberries... They took a bunch of pictures of us picking berries (here's their Wasilla slideshow). They thought it was kind of funny running into some Fagerstroms who don't really look very Swedish. At least they didn't say "You Filipino, ay?" - I'm pretty tired of that one.near Hatcher Pass, my blueberry-picking girl
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Hello Ginny, a salute from Rome. Ciao
cool that you made it into their slideshow!
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