Today in Miracles

The pressing question is whether a drunken, joyous San Francisco will have an effect on turnout, thus allowing eMeg and Carly an unearned advantage.

What is not a question? Timmy Lincecum is the man. As are the other boys on your World Champion San Francisco Giants. Big congrats to Stinque’s very own SanFranLefty — enjoy, dear.

Sorry to go all Towleroad on you, but we’re rolling the odometer on Stinque Post #3000, and the gag doesn’t work with Stormy.

Black Eagle, yesterday:

I know Washington’s all in a tizzy, and everybody’s pointing fingers at each other and saying, ‘It’s their fault, the Democrats’ fault, the Republicans’ fault.’ Listen, I’ll take responsibility. I’m the president.

We didn’t draft these contracts…. [but] it is appropriate when you’re in charge to make sure that stuff doesn’t happen like this.

[bold] Barry. [/bold]

Barry takes up Rachel’s suggestion, calls lying for what it is. Can America handle the truth?

Are we missing something? Because every time we see one of these Avis ads, we just want to go out and rent a Hertz.

John McCain compares Barack Obama to the original celebrity [LAT]