Come On, Big Town.

by the Pirate on February 6, 2008

I’m here in D.C. (Not Desert Cat; not David Coons. The nation’s freakin’ capital.)

The CPAC bloggers are starting to arrive tonight. A couple of us feel that violence can be avoided if we don’t hear any of the following words over the next four days:

1) President;
2) delegates;
3) Republicans;
4) Democrats;
5) Election;
6) Maverick.

Of course, I haven’t placed any bets on that, myself.

Remember O My New Media Brethren, to practice safe senseless mayhem: do not get caught. Or, if you do get caught, don’t ask me to bail you out. I’m way afraid of the cops out here. And I’m broke.

{ 3 comments }

Darrell February 6, 2008 at 2:38 pm

You blew threw that double sawbuck already? Thank goodness it’s Ash Wednesday and you can only eat a single meal and meatless at that!

Darrell February 6, 2008 at 3:35 pm

I gave you “blew through” to prompt a response. I feel so bad now . . .

Greta February 6, 2008 at 6:56 pm

I’m so glad you are there! Take lots of pictures and share! And don’t forget to wear your tiara!

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