Sweet Dreams

I just woke up to the sound of Ann Coulter.

Now, you may be wondering to yourself, "Who is this man whoose constitution is so powerful as to hear Ann Coulter's super-bitch-ultraconservative-make-up-the-facts-as-you-go-along-can't
hold-a-job voice and not immediately projectile vomit all over the room?"

Well, lemme tell you it wasn't easy. I had left MSNBC on and hardball was on. Earlier this morning I has seen that she was going to be on with Chris Matthews and I SO didn't want to miss that. I admit, I was a little scared because I was hoping he would nail her stuck up, skinny ass to the wall but knew there was a possibility she might weasel out.

Chris, forgive me. I should have known better. I'm not sure, but I think she was near tears from his barrage of questions that she refused to answer and her incomprehension of talking to a person who has all his facts pre-checked before going on the air. It was beautiful. I encourage anyone to watch the next showing of it later on tonight. It's definately must see TV.