Oh where have you been my blue eyed son

The Bar exam: she do take a bite. The Trog has had no time to post. The Trog has had no time to fix herself a Boca burger and has not seen the Trogettes in weeks. The state of the Trog's house is contemptible.

But the Trog nevertheless notes with joy that there is some karmic justice in this world.

It's a bad idea on principle to tell someone you work with to go f*ck himself. Graceless to then say afterwards how much better it made you feel. Delicious when that someone then legally calls for your head a couple years later.

When does the Executive branch admit they're not village idiots and truly do understand that Executive Privilege is reserved for exactly one person who is not named Harriet Miers?

It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Yep. Delicious.