I don't know if it's bad peyote, booze, or he's just so sheltered in a D.C. bubble that he's lost all touch with reality.
But, after this "see you at the signing ceremony" remark made abroad, I am counting the days until he's back back in Texas a shunned man and up to his knees in horse manure.
I'm even hoping he's not invited to the 2008 convention for his final "Mr. America" walk. Who wants him there?
What you wrote made me think of that phrase in old “cowboy and Indian” movies when the Indian would say (regarding an action or a situation): “It’s bad medicine.” That is what I think of this bill: bad medicine.