I had the strangest dream last night...
It all started rather innocently. A highly confrontational afternoon business meeting with Gov. Palin and her staff ran late and eventually all of our colleagues had to leave. With a hard and fast deadline approaching we found ourselves charged with the task of hammering out the details, alone in the Governor's mansion.
I don't know if it was the deliciously different taste of the homemade Bacon Moose Burgers, the exotically wild atmosphere that prevails when wall hung antlers are illuminated by the sensual flicker of candle light, or the scary yet exciting risk of negotiating one on one with a powerful opponent who could easily field dress me at a moments notice, but one thing led to another, and well, let's just say it was time to change the sheets anyway.
The dream both haunts and excites me. I don't want to vote for her, but yet, I do!
