The repository of one hard-boiled egg from the south suburbs of Milwaukee, Wisconsin (and the occassional guest-blogger). The ramblings within may or may not offend, shock and awe you, but they are what I (or my guest-bloggers) think.
First we had Chris Matthews with tingles in his leg and now we’ve got Harry Smith crying as he purges his white guilt.
Being a male of German descent, I don’t relate to these public displays of emotion. Can we please just get back to our regular doses of excessive fawning?
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