You know what's fun? Watching the Republican National Debate and doing a shot every time they say "Ronald Reagan."
It was Gary's idea, but he refuses to participate now. We didn't start watching until 7:45, and it's 8:00, and I've had three shots so far. Gary has just taken aWAY the Bailey's. Or, as he calls it, "his" Bailey's. Don't care. I have Frangelica on deck over here.
It's 8:06 now. This is real-time blogging. Oh! Stem cells! Come on! Come ON! "Mrs. Reagan" doesn't count for half a shot? Come on.
8:15. Really, how soon they forget about Ronald Reagan. No RR references for at least ten minutes. It is the interactive portion; I could call in and ask, "Who do you think is the greatest president of the late twentieth century? Full name answers, only, please."
Three freaking people don't believe in evolution? Three candidates for the American presidency don't believe in evolution? Gary is screaming right now. Chris! Chris Matthews! Tackle those people and stick the mic down their throats! (I hope no one is at this moment drawing a parallel with "Ronald Reagan," because I can't hear over Gary's tirade.)
Mitt Romney? Mmmm Baby.
Mayor Giuliani? You. sir, are a dick. And you obviously didn't practice for the Muslim question.
Who is Dr. Squirrelly who won't regulate the Internet? I love you! Let's hear it for Dr. Squirrelly.
Suddenly: Rudy G is my man! Ru-DY! Ru-DY! Ronald Reagan was an optimist, just like you. MMmm. Gary should try this Frangelica stuff.
Oh, there's Chris Matthews. HI, Chris! My husband is all hot for you. Ask the candidates who was married to Nancy Reagan.
I'm noticing they (well, Rudy, formerly my man but now once again worthy only of my contempt) keep pedaling back to the previous question. Answer the question ASKED of you. The Democrats stayed on point. Republicans had an extra week to rehearse, I guess.
Hey! Good for you, nameless middle-aged candidate guy, going back to Shaivo when they asked about Bill Clinton, because ... well... you said Ronald Reagan for some reason. NO idea why. Really, no idea how you got that in there.
"How will you be different from George W. Bush?" Wait for it...wait for it... waiting .... Oh, come ON. Really? No one? Buehller? Damn. Now it's over.
The last sentence: "Thanks to Mrs. Ronald Reagan ... blah blah ...from the Ronald Reagan Memorial Library!" Yeah! Go Chris! A twofer.
Eight shots of Frangelica and / or Bailey's. They might be half shots, I still don't really understand this freaky double-jigger shot glass I have. Time for some water and some aspirin.