Anyone who listens to (or reads) me knows that I am down on our chances for winning CD-4 this year. Certain folks argue with me that my claim that Congresswoman Musgrave has put the right spin on her efforts this session is silly. They claim that no one is paying attention. I think that's the problem. I pay attention to politics and I know just how useless Musgrave is, but they don't. They do pay attention to newspaper, and newspapers pay attention to press releases...

I know everyone's talking about it on the blogs, but if you missed it, here I go!

Wow, did Bob Schaffer and his campaign manager and political, um... what's the opposite of expert?... hack, Dick Wadhams, screwed the pooch today. They released Bob's first ad, in response to Mark Udall's first ad. It's nice and clever and energetic, and uses nice mountains... FROM ALASKA... as the scenery.

Wow. What maroons!

All this caused Alaskan, and Senate candidate, Mark Begich to respond with a statement denying Schaffer the right to move Mt. McKinley.

Greetings to all the fine folks in Weld County!

Jobu's been kind enough to open his bloggy doors and welcome in the Muskrat Hunter! While I'll still be posting over at MuskratHunt (among other places like TriTowns) I'll also be dropping in with a steamin'-hot pot of Muskrat stew for everyone's... um... enjoyment(?).

In my wildest imagination, I thought this day would never come. Ah, the sound of republicans running to either pack their bags, or look for a country that doesn't recognize them at all. The writing is on the walls for all of those elected people who said they had our best interest, when infact the only interest they have demonstrated is to further their own unshelfish ambitions.

By definition, it means for a limitless time, always. Based on that, one could conclude that forever has no limits. Yet, our Postal System has decided that forever only means as long as it's in their interest. I am outraged. The postal "service", (now there is a oxy-moron) decided they again need to raise postal rates, to pay for storage. Supposedly to improve service, what? Does this mean longer lines at the post office? The ones we wait in presently aren't long enough? Or to increase the time we wait at our homes for mail delivery?

After last nights dismal showing by Hillary, even a sight impaired person can see the writing on the wall. Parts of her speech sounded concessionary. Sure she can lend yourself several more millions of dollars, something that will be counterproductive. Mathematically, you are out of the race. Come on Hillary, you have ran your course. Now it's time to come together and mend the democratic party.

There is a bunch of speculation on the blogs about Hillary. The rumor is that she has cancelled all her appearances tomorrow, er... today. She's low on cash, and her speech tonight sounded like she was setting up a concession. Is it all over? Did Barack finally close the deal by taking Hillary to the 2% edge in Indiana?

I sure hope so.

I like to think that I'm pretty good at math, and for weeks now, I haven't been able to figure out how Hillary thinks she can win this. The task is too big. The hill is too high. Whatever. Now she needs something like 67% of the remaining delegates. She has to keep Barack from getting 35%. No way.

It's past time to end her fantasy and start treating John McSame as gently as he likes to treat detainees in Camp X-Ray. Game on!

What happened to having pride in America? As a child sitting on my Grandfathers lap, listening to stories about how he came here from Italy, getting away from those terrible earthquakes that killed seven of his Brothers and Sisters. He arrived in New York and since he had no papers, he was put into a group that wore tags that said WOP, "with out papers". He even took on a more sounding American Name. He was one of the first teamsters, working for another Italian family driving a produce wagon and lifting 100 pound sacks of onions that was bigger than him.

Maybe, that's not true, but he certainly is among the most ignorant, and unless he actually believes what he writes, one of the most intellectually dishonest.

In today's comic book, Douchebag goes of on the same riff as Ben Stein: if you question Darwin, then you are subject to ridiclue. Mr. Martin, I think you're a buffoon, and I think CSU did a shitty job teaching you how to craft a written argument, but not because you question Darwin.