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i like food, food tastes good:
There was some good heckling at Will Wilkinson's house during the SOTU, which is where I watched it. One arch-heckler, whose name I sadly didn't get, spied a shot of the balcony on MSNBC and remarked, "I think that's... Dikembe Mutombo." No way, I said, there's no chance in hell that Bush would sex Mutombo in the speech. I think that disqualifies me from any analysis.
One thing, though. I could have sworn that Dick Cheney was eating something. He moved his hand up from his desk, covered his mouth, removed his hand -- and then very slowly started to chew, the way my dog does when he savors a treat. Will speculated that he had a Ziploc bag full of Cheerios down there. Anyone else notice this? I will call the White House today and report back. Afterwards, I joined up with the Flophouse n' Friends at Townhouse Tavern to celebrate Kriston's birthday. As the night progressed, Capps, Catherine, Ficke and myself huddled up and belted out a rendition of "With Or Without You." Needless to say, I have a soul-crushing hangover. --Spencer Ackerman
I noticed Cheney eating something as well, Spencer. He did reach down and get it and then he had it in his mouth. I suspect it was a mint or something. Also he had a shit-eating grin on his face at one point, looking at someone. Anyone notice this? What was the deal? |
