hard_questions stork daddy there was a time i used to really hold myself to the fire and force myself to ask the hard questions. i used to scoff at people who lived their lives in a state of numbness, waiting for friday night and the bar or the next tv show, and ultimately by analogy, death. just doing the bare minimum. but i realize now i was of course too hasty in my judgments. the hard questions have no forthcoming answers, and tired of waiting for them, you decide...i might as well do something in the meantime. can i bum a smoke? want me to go down on you? whatever the hell else. 050912 ... birdmad something you rarely see the press corps asking of the white house during this assministration 050913 what's it to you? who go blather from