I immediately flashed back top my first trip to West Palm Beach, this fall. I remarked at the time to a dear friend there: “Now I know why you’re always so optimistic. How can you not be happy here?” If I grew up in Florida, I highly doubt I could ever leave.
But if you’re country calls …
I know I'm missing the forest for the trees here, but the fact that Editrix Lopez still hasn't mastered the fourth-grade art of pronoun-verb contractions is troubling. Or not troubling, so much as deeply comforting.
These are, after all, the very people who picked Palin.
Permanent Democratic majority, anyone?
...She's gone and corrected herself. Perhaps someone with more googles savvy than I can find a screencap.
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