Romney Trains to be a Master Debater, But Can’t Get a Grip

Relaxing at home today after a grueling one hundred and twenty-two point seven-five hour week, I might have forgiven myself for ignoring the telephone.  On the other hand, every single one of those hours was billed at my fully loaded rate, and I didn’t get into a hay-making situation like that by being some kind… Continue reading Romney Trains to be a Master Debater, But Can’t Get a Grip

Secret Service Bedroom Video Scandal Avoided

Last night, before taking in Arias with a Twist at the Woolly Mammoth Theater, Cerise and I were relaxing over tapas at Jaleo.  While we waited for our order to arrive, Beaumont noticed me and sidled over.  He’s a very decent sort, and works for the Secret Service.  Some people, of course, might wonder about… Continue reading Secret Service Bedroom Video Scandal Avoided