Wow...I've dreamed of the moment when I could meaningfully use the phrase "gay pub crawl". Now, the moment has arrived (involving Chelsea Clinton, no less) and I'm discovering that the thrill of anticipation far exceeds the consummation of my dream. Of course, for one lucky soul, she could at least feel proud that she got close enough to Chelsea to be able to grab her @$$. Such is the stuff that dreams are made of, I suppose....
Is it just me, or can we assume that this train has left the track when "legitimate news from the campaign trail" can be translated as "Chelsea Clinton's gay pub crawl"? Here I thought we might able to talk about things that really matter- Iraq, the economy, health care, why Portland doesn't have an NHL team. Damn; I can be SO naive at times....
