 I'm here in the press room at St. A's awaiting the big show. The GoOPers come up first. How I wish we had a Dodd Talk Clock to see how much time the adoring punditocracy gives to St. McCain.
Laura's in the house as well as a few other blogger notables.
And here's something interesting: I was at my in-laws today, who have been living in rural areas in the Granite State for decades. Right in the middle of a birthday lunch, we got a knock on the door from an Obama canvasser. It was the first time ever that a canvasser had come out to them.
Then right after she left, a polling phone call from Rasumussen.
Here's a pic of a bus on the way to the debate. How fitting that right next to it was a hummer with a McCain billboard on top. Priceless.
Update: What the ...? Bill-O came to Nashua and harrassed an Obama staffer? And the crowd shouted "falafel"? More priceless, if possible. And can we get the Secret Service to charge him with anything?
GOoPer Debate Summary:
Frederick of Hollywood: Am I a candidate? I thought I was the debate host. Or at least that's the way it looked when I fell asleep and dreamed this.
John McCain: When the tradmed loves you this much, you can crack jokes onstage. Oh, and I fully endorse the Bush doctrine of invading countries that don't attack us.
Ron Paul: No matter what I say, I am an object of ridicule in my party. At least in the two or three seconds I get to talk.
Mitt Romney: Why does everyone hate me? P.S. I'm Barack Obama.
Mike Huckabee: I won Iowa, I speak really well, yet I am somehow unacceptable to my party. What's up with that, Chuck?
Rudy! Giuliani: I, me, me, mine! I am Ronald Reagan 2.0, the Mayor of America. And boy is it fun to pair up with McCain to pick on Romney. |
