To my hood.
That’s right ladies and gentlemen, Hillary Rodham Clinton will be gracing my sweet little town of Wake Forest with her presence this morning. She called me (again) on Thursday night to let me know she’d be in the neighborhood and wanted to see me. I already have plans, so Matthew’s going in my place to snap pictures for this little blog o’mine. Doesn’t he look kind of grim in the photo up there (which was taken about, oh, five blocks from our home. And notice we’re riding our bikes so that we don’t have to worry about whether or not this ridiculous summer gas tax bill is passed?)? I told him to be careful and not to say too much because she might shoot laser beams at him with her eyes and I don’t need a crispy critter for a husband.
