Cheering on the Couch

You’d a thunk Papi hit one out the Park at Fenway, bottom of the 9th with 2 out, 2 strikes, and a tie game the way I was whooping & hollering last night!

Newt’s line about “protecting Obama” was a rocket ship good time.  Mitt even had some really good moments.  And Santorum was EXCELLENT with his “footsie” rant.

But I’m still depressed… Well, not depressed, really, but displeased.

Is there some way we can fuse Santorum’s regular-guy conservatism with Romney’s mad turn-around economic skills with Newt’s wipe the floor debate skills and send this Frankenstein Republican monster to crush Obama?

I like and hate all of them.

If Ron Paul weren’t so creepy – and wrong on Foreign Policy – I could get excited about his libertarianism, but…


Can Mitt get a charisma transplant?  Is there such a thing?  I CAN’T warm up to him.  He just leaves me so frickin’ cold.  I still haven’t gotten over the shabby way he treated his Lt. Governor Kerry Healey when she needed him and I can’t get over Newt’s support of Scozzafava in NY or his progressive tendencies, which I fear are more robust than mere tendencies.  Coupled with his fierce ego and he could be very, very, very dangerous.

I just don’t know if I could vote for him and sleep at night.  I WILL to stop Obama, but I’ll HATE myself.

But I don’t think it will come to that.  I really think it will be Mitt… but jeezuz.  Has he learned ANYTHING in 5 stinking years of campaigning for President?  Because it sure as sh*t doesn’t appear so.

*Sigh SIGH.*