…drinking an excellent excellent red wine, with a bunch of my Venice, California neighbors — all Dems, really, including a ravishing new neighbor who just moved in down the street (she’s a professional surfer) but, surprisingly, everyone is civil and jovial and watching it with happy interest, with less rancor, actually, than Oscar night. Meanwhile, I’m doing my very best to correct the wicked lies all of them have heard and internalized from the ludicrous left…
…and is anyone else besides me at this point willing to toss Bush aside right now for a guaranteed Daschle defeat? Or is that the chewy red Burgundy talking?