I often fly through DC – last week the gift shops were singing a different tune. I’ll tell you what I want to see-Meghan McCains boobs!

In the WDC area they have a place called Hard Times Café. To be honest, times are not that hard there, but they make some mighty fine chili–the meat kind and the veggie kind. There is so much chili you don’t know what to do with yourself. And you can get it with cornbread and on top of noodles or fries. I bet you could bring in whatever you want and they would put put heaps of chili on top of it. Imagine: chili winter coats, chili kitchen sinks, chili hamsters, chili frosted flakes, chili… You get the point.

http://www.hardtimes.com/

Gabe turned 30. So all of us assholes went to NEW YORK. There we behaved like perfect gentlemen and no one got hurt or drunk.