Was wondering if Vito saw Kim among all those Mexicans (which would conveniently explain why the pool smelled like hot dogs), but I'm sure he would have mentioned it if she'd been there.

Just got back form the doctor. His diagnosis: all these political discussions are having a negative effect on my blood pressure. I now have a prescription for Cozaar, the name of which reminds me a lot of the liquour Cynar, but sounds like it could also be the name of a Bulgarian folk dance.

I popped one before leaving for work, but Kerry's brazen lying still bothers me. Maybe I'll take a few more when I get home... Dash off a few letters to my Congresswoman (that good-for-nothing leftist).

Gotta love Cynar: it's made from artichokes. Predictably, it tastes horrible. Hadn't known it was under the same corporate umbrella as Campari, a liquour I rather like. BazzukaJoe hates the stuff. At my wedding he had a sip of my Campari-on-ice and commented that it "tastes like hot garbage."

I guess he'd rather have the artichoke.