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I was at the Star Wars celebration this weekend, and managed to make it in to see the Carrie Fisher panel. She is hilarious. At the end of her talk, which ranged over everything from the infamous Return of the Jedi bikini to the infamous original Star Wars hairstyle to the anatomical region the Sarlacc pit resembles, I forget how exactly we arrived at this point, but she wound up spanking her interviewer. With what looked like a spoon? I think? Maybe that is kitchen-implementist of me. It was basically all one could have hoped from a Carrie Fisher panel.

Oh, I hadn't thought about the beer consequences! Dang. Well, hopefully by then the recipe will be out so the famed honey-tinged beer will not perish from the earth.

I think Romney is aware of the kerfuffle. But what he said Friday was not in his prepared remarks. Then again it seems unlikely that anyone would ever hand you a sheet of paper saying "Make a birther joke now!" To what extent it was premeditated, with all its ramifications lovingly sketched forth, is, I think, debatable. I don't presume to peer into anyone's internal controls, and but my general operating assumption is that people are more often incompetent than malevolent, so whenever I am given the choice between "subtle, knowing, subliminally poisoning message control" and "ill-considered remark," I usually assume the latter. Either way, it's not a thing one hopes to hear from a candidate for president.

I had no idea!

But why weren't there more fetishized trains?

 I too am an avid reader of Miss Manners! I thought I still saw her once a week in the print paper! I don't know the answer but I hope she comes back soon. Losing her would be a deplorable absence of etiquette! If I find out anything I'll let you know!

Mitt Romney.

Clearly you are chatting from some alternate universe. How is the economy there? Who is president? ARE THERE FLYING SKATEBOARDS?

Er?

As David Brooks quipped, "He had a pet rock, which ran away from home because it was starved of affection. He bought a mood ring, but it remained permanently transparent. His ability to turn wine into water detracted from his popularity at parties."

Too soon, alternate universe guy. Too soon.

See, the print paper is worth it!

Wow, John Quincy Adams was a poet and I didn't even know it! Nor am I sure, after reading that, that he actually was a poet, in spite of my innate bias towards poetry that rhymes and includes the word "sceptre." But that's a different matter.

As semi-awkward poetry quotes go, this one definitely was voted Most Likely To Be Recited By Mitt Romney in high school. It has that ring to it.

Aw, nuts. Blast our litigious society!

Seconded.

I'm @petridishes! Admittedly most of my tweets lately have been more information about the much-ballyhooed Tampa nightlife, about which I now have much more personal knowledge than you might conceivably require. The great thing about this job is that I am at the exact level of living-life-in-public where you aren't actually famous but you can't pretend to your grandmother that you didn't spend the better part of your Monday investigating Strip Tampa. Ah, <applicable quote>!

You are a prose poet! Like John Quincy Adams but better!

Careful when you use NAME OF HURRICANE and "SENT BY GOD" in the same sentence... But that is definitely a theory.

Oh huzzah! Good find!

I'm sure Miss Manners would have words for you on the subject...

Well, we don't KNOW that, although it has been fairly standard operating procedure in the past. Maybe alternate universe chatter can tell us if this happened...

He would urge his wife to wear less rouge! And insinuate that his opponent was a cannibal!

Yes, I like this idea already.

Listening IS hard! As Fran Lebowitz I think said, the opposite of talking isn't listening. The opposite of talking is waiting.

OH NOOOOO

(collapses in sand at feet of Statue of Liberty, sobbing)

Who's Carol?

Groan. Er. I got nothing. Return to your homes, there is nothing more to see! But keep reading the Compost Saga Of Oddly Specific Tampa Adventures and feel free but unobligated to follow me on Twitter!