I don't understand people, mostly. The few who I do understand tend to be those who read a lot, way more than probably is healthy.

If my reading's a disaster, hopefully he can save the evening for us both with some hot guitar playing.

Rove, the President’s chief political adviser—the “architect,” Bush has called him, of his 2004 victory over John Kerry—has been a man of constant troubles: Valerie Plame troubles, U.S. Attorney-firing troubles, and, most of all, collapse-of-the-Republican Party troubles.

My favorite Aimee memory: It’s 2000, late November.

Great news. Antoine Wilson, a guy that I got to be buddies with while we were both living in Wisconsin, has just had his first book come out.

Silence is about the only right the Guantanamo prisoners have left.

The Justice Department has asked a federal appeals court to impose tighter restrictions on the hundreds of lawyers who represent detainees at Guantánamo Bay, Cuba, and the request has become a central issue in a new legal battle over the administration’s detention policies.

The Office of Special Counsel will investigate U.S. attorney firings and other political activities led by Karl Rove.

Father: Come on, hurry up, we're gonna be late!

Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth, but in ways that are carefully cloaked in metaphor and allegory, so they require lengthy interpretation, in a Zen sort of way, so help you Buddha?