I'm lacing my shoes extra tight today- looks like the end times. The Seattle P-I and the Seattle Times are simultaneously running the same story by Maureen Dowd. I feel like I did the night the Doghouse closed.
These two journalistic foes, so inveterately bitter that they won't even mention each other's names, are publishing the same story? What's next, am I going to grow a vulva, or find a bubblegum tree in my backyard? It ain't right, I tell ya, it just ain't right.
I always knew there would be a downside to an era of good feeling. A double dose of Maureen Dowd is a troubling harbinger of things to come.