as in now being a member of the outer ring of the damned floating through the darkness of infiinite space, a debris of your former glorious Self in an orbit nobody even cares to pick up with a telescope, as in I'd sooner have the hots for Pee Wee Herman as my running mate than you but for once I agree with Dick Morris who says McCain can capitalize on this by choosing a woman himself. Enter RUDY with all sorts of opinions.
This is definitely not the Year of the Woman. Obama picking Joe Biden as his running mate, well put it this way, if anything it has energized that not insignificant pro-Hillary/anti-Obama faction. As reported by NBC News McCain in a new ad is going after all those disgruntled Hillary supporters in an attempt (a smart and shrewd one in Z-man's opinion) to pull them over to his side in a kind of Center/Right Coalition. Rejectee still has to be a Team Player and give a major speech at the Convention, like one of those dreadful but obligatory social functions it's a pop a Zoloft before you go moment. Black or white, Bam and Joe, they're boys.
(Z-man has been stockpiling DVDs for years now, at last count I have at least 200 and there will be a few discs in the player this week. For tonite's major missus speech it's either that classic car chase scene in Bullitt, a few scenes from Blacula for some campy kicks, maybe kick back with some Peter Gabriel videos or that sexy scene at the end of the original Planet of the Apes where Charlton Heston and nameless woman are riding horseback on the beach.)