What do you mean, grownups don't get snow days?
I was ready for winter to be done. And now this. Six inches of wet white stuff.
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- The Sorting Hat does its work
- Denver is on empty
- George channels his inner monkey
- Condi, your uncle wants to talk to you.
- Abby Normal, call for Abby Normal
- Immunity for Monica G
- Would that it were the other way around...
- Kucinich remembers my birthday
- Compare and contrast
- Gonzales' secret strategy
- Vermont Senate calls for impeachment of Bush, Cheney
- Arma virumque cano
- Bush muses
- Version Up
- Is there a waterboard on this playground?
- Mmmmm. That would be so peachy
- Gonzales to be grilled
- Power has been restored
- shhhh, I'm hunting wabbits
- Maybe Rove ate the homework
- Leahy sends email to the White House
- Help Wanted -- War Czar
- Will Rove dance for the Judicial committee?
- Maybe Arnold won't fit in a Prius.
- Boing 747
- For anyone keeping score
- The World According to Gonzo
- Mechanical Problems
- That sinking feeling
- Prep School or Perp School
- Imus gets his nappies in a twist
- College Republicans disbanded in Vermont
- Gulf Coast Fashion Week
- Compare and contrast
- Bush is a blowhard
- Snow Day!
- Rice O'Reilley
- It sounds strange even in Italian
- Vision Problems
- Boo who?
- I don't care if it rains or freezes...
- The Eyes have it
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