Political press

I called my dad on the way home from work today and asked, "Guess who stopped by my desk today?"

I had asked him this question a couple of months ago, and he guessed: That guy who didn't hire you as an intern in college? Nope. That Press photographer you interviewed for a class? Nope. That guy you dated in college? Nope.

Hillary Clinton.

We were all starstruck at the time! Hillary!! I didn't even much care for her, but it was someone.... SOMEONE!

Today I asked my dad the same question. "John McCain," he answered, bored.

Um, yeah. And that's kinda how we all felt about meeting him too.


My great co-worker Mel gets another autograph from a candidate for prez.

I think the gals at work agree: Bring on OBAMA!!!

Confuscious says....

Me: What did you do today?

Zoe: We went to an inside playground, which is like a playground, but inside.

Happy

Burning question

Coworker 1: What year was that 1845 fire in Pittsburgh?

Coworker 2: I think it was the 1870s.

Hairy situation

Sarah was, understandably, a little apprehensive about this project.

BEFORE:


AFTER:

I know she feels some relief, but no one can stop laughing at her.