In lieu of piercing political analysis, I offer up some of the output from my writing class last night:
Doesn't it seem like a creepy parody of a ghost story to you?
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Grandpa McCain's Debate Smackdown!
I wish I could offer some astute thoughts (or mockery), but since I was at class, I missed it. I heard that it was dull and didn't promise to be a game changer for McCain, who really needed it to be one. I was hoping, at any rate, for some Ayers-related testiness. What's was up with the "that one" dismissiveness? Did it sound as much like the cranky lady complaining about the kids next door as it sounds? Did I miss anything notable? Is Obama really a secret Muslim infiltrator?
In lieu of piercing political analysis, I offer up some of the output from my writing class last night:
Doesn't it seem like a creepy parody of a ghost story to you?
In lieu of piercing political analysis, I offer up some of the output from my writing class last night:
Doesn't it seem like a creepy parody of a ghost story to you?
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does your writing table really sit on a big pile of sand? because that would be kind of cool.
Word in tape on the floor. Also included: "umbrella," "mai tai," and "swimming pool."
I like how you included the lever for adjusting the height of your seat on the chair at the desk. It's the details that really make or break a drawing.
Exactly. Hence the single boot. Don't you just burn to know why?
you threw the other one at the TV the 80th time mccain said "my friends," because in reality YOU WERE HOME WATCHING THE DEBATE!
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