Hot girl-on-girl action.

Wait, don't get too excited. I'm talking about Hillary Clinton. David Remnick has a very funny piece in the New Yorker about Edward Klein's book, The Truth About Hillary, and with Klein's seeming obsession with the fact that Hillary (gasp!) knows actual lesbians. He concludes, of course, that she might even BE a lesbo, masquerading as a straight married woman. Well, who cares, Ed? George Bush, to use but one example, is a moron masquerading as the president.

I'm thinking I'll stop blogging (not that I blog very frequently, anyway) and simply start posting a link to the New Yorker every week. Why do I have time to read not one, but two, issues of this text-heavy weekly magazine? I'm out of town, of course, for work, so while Lisa is taking care of the baby niece, I am reading instead of changing diapers and playing with blocks. I do miss the little snot-nosed peanut, though.