Bill Richardson reminds me of my secret crush, Oliver Platt. Especially when he makes wicked little flip-flop jokes and smirks. They should have Oliver Platt speak tonight, too.I'm watching the DNC on MSNBC, and Gore is speaking. He hadn't even gotten 10 words out before they cut to a shot of some guy weeping in the audience. Dude -- he hadn't even gotten to global warming yet. Save it.
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Your crush on Oliver Platt was no secret.
You'll remember I favored the giant crocodile, though. Platt's character (not Platt, of course) deserved to be eaten.
Listening to Gore (and Kerry and, for that matter, H. Clinton) doesn't make me tear up so much as regret that they could never muster or express as much vigor and articulateness as when they were actual candidates. Just goes to show how much better Democrats (or, for that matter, McCain circa 2000 and earlier) sound when they're not in the grips of campaign handlers and big money contributers.
Which was why I was impressed with Obama last night. He came off as battle ready in more ways than one. That's already "change" enough for me.
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