Entries from March 2008

Another Reason Why I’m Glad I’m Not Silda Spitzer

March 18th, 2008 · Comments Off

Word has it that Silda Spitzer is lying low with their three daughters in their 5th Avenue apartment in Manhattan; like maybe on the closet floor with scissors in her hand and Eliot’s suits and ties cut into ribbons beside her. (By the way, why is the cutting of clothing so primitively satisfying to wronged […]


There’s No Crying In Baseball — Or The Race To Be President

March 12th, 2008 · Comments Off

Well, she did it. She introduced tears into the race for the Democratic nomination. They pooled there in her baby blues and even though not a drop escaped her orbs, her voice faltered and she looked so vulnerable and, well, in need of a hug, that all the news shows announced that Hillary Clinton cried […]