Politicians. Let's just grease ‘em all up, pile ‘em on a giant bed, see who balances a budget first.
Is it wrong that I'm sort of proud that the blind man who's been my governor for a half-day has already admitted to having an affair? And that I'm more curious about the mechanics of Paterson's (totally irrelevant, long past) indiscretion than I am McGreevey's skeevy three-way or Spitzer's eighty-grand hooker habit?
A Days Inn? Did he really want to go to a Days Inn, or was he too embarrassed to admit that the cab dropped him off at the wrong place?
I like Paterson a bunch. If you squint hard, he looks a little like Al Smith.

Can't wait to hear what he wants to confess tomorrow. It's going to be a fun administration. This is a man who's not afraid to get things done.