Cspan has this shit live, and streaming, without Tweety yowling or Steve Schmidt trying to pretend he’s not going to hell. I highly recommend the experience.
After last night, I think I’m just going to start guzzling anti-freeze.
You know the rules. Share the hams and the scotch, don’t get violent, and this time, somebody grab that mangy pony BEFORE the sunroof* opens. Cleaning all the guts and fur off the undercarriage was NOT FUN. Why do you think I’ve had that intern ad up for so long?
*not actually a sunroof, just a hole Jude punched this one time during the State of the Union.
Van closed! Be here tomorrow night for the all-time rockingest van ever, with your host, Mitt Romney!