Marooned With Maureen
In last Sunday's New York Times (or was it the Weekly World News? Well, doesn't really matter; both papers fake news stories), lefty hot babe columnist
Maureen Dowd took a swipe at John Kerry's convention performance:
Given that the Kerry convention featured a skipper brave and sure, a first mate who makes others comfortable, a millionaire called "Lovey" by her spouse, two pretty young Kerry castaways and a movie star (the ubiquitously annoying Ben Affleck), I suppose we should be grateful that Camp Kerry didn't introduce the nominee with the "Gilligan's Island" theme song.
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip.
This was
two days after I also used a lame Gilligan's Island analogy to characterize Kerry's convention declaration that he wants to lead "an America where we are all in the same boat."
Clearly, Maureen and I have much in common. Perhaps the two of us should go out -- that is, as long as she doesn't mind that I fulfill a lifelong fantasy by calling her "Ginger"
all evening.
