I’m starting to believe that Mike Huckabee was one of those kids in high school that sat in the back of Algebra questioning how we’re going to use this in real life. I figure that must be the case because he consistently and is continuing to ignore the delegate numbers that paint his chances impossible.
Even Republicans reluctant to throw support behind McCain (the main reason for Huckabee’s close second place finishes) need to realize that Huckabee still in the race prevents Mr. McCain from launching a full fledge general election campaign. A Republican in the White House should be the goal of the GOP party at this point, not making sure that Pennsylvania feel like they play a part in the selection process.
I saw Huckabee on Saturday Night Live the other night and started to think that maybe the goal of his campaign has shifted to making himself a household name. If that’s the case, I think he may have correctly done the math.

For the first time in my adult life I am proud of Michelle Obama. Without the aid of magic powder, wishing beans, or a hypnotizing pocket watch at the end of a gold plated chain has managed to persuade the American public to see past her anti-American attitude that she has displayed again and again.
On the Democratic side of the campaign, spouses have played a more important role this year than ever before. Any other election season it would be appropriate to label Mrs. Obama as a “spouse running mate”, however, with the Clintons in the race we don’t have that luxury.
At the same time it’s also true that beyond looking at the candidate for what they are, at some point it’s important to examine who will become our next first spouse. Cindy McCain has so far stayed in the background, Bill has been Bill, and Mrs. Obama has restrained herself enough from burning flags at campaign rallies.
If given Michelle Obama being the First Lady of the United States doesn't scare you in the least bit, maybe you haven't thought about it enought. Realize that along with the anointing of Barack Hussein we hand the throne to Queen Michelle I.

forrest gump's mom said life is like a box of chocolates
and rightfully so, because i have a paper
that tells me which chocolate is which.

“The griefs we cause ourselves cut deepest of all”

I bought the mix. I cracked the eggs. I mashed the flour and sugar. I even bought one for those plastic spoons that really aren’t spoons, but more like a knife without a point that are used for mixing. It was the first time I had made cupcakes. I poured the mix into the little individual cupcake napkin holders that I paid five dollars; solely because they had Dora the Explorer on them. After they were ready to be baked and I had preheated my oven to 350°F, I sat and waited for them to be ready. When they finally were, I used my dad’s oven-met in the style of a western Colt 45 pistol. I took them out and I ate them all. I couldn’t help it. My fear with making them was that everyone else would eat them and I wouldn’t be able to enjoy them. However, the opposite occurred. Yes they were good, but no one else got to see or taste them. The grief I caused myself was worse than could have been produced by anyone else.

new blog. let's try this again.