Well, “etched” might not be the right term - it was a sofa, not a park bench. (Although the sofa was outside).
And I think he has retracted a bit on the global warming crap.
But agreed, he likes to reach across the aisle. What we need now is someone that will go in there and knock some heads.
Gosh you are right! I guess I was so horrified that I didn’t even notice that it was a sofa. I think I started dry heaving. Yech! I liked him so much to begin with that I named my now 17 year old wiener dog, Newt after him. Which is actually a great honor around our house.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qi6n_-wB154