Thursday, January 13, 2011
Accidently Like A Martyr
One thing sets the synapse firing on odd numbers of cylinders. Woodrow Wilson's guns are still echoing through the canyons of Bristol Palin's Bad Luck Streak in Dancing With The Stars. I saw a production of Accidental Death of an Anarchist in Chicago sometime in the early 90s.
Paging Bob Roberts! Sing the Hockey Mom Song! There's always room on our team for a goon!