Stacy lists the reasons why he’s not been asked to speak at CPAC yet.
Jimmie worked on his “beads” collection.
Nice Deb is so…well…nice.
I wonder if Vanderleun’s ears were burning Friday night…
Fausta gets right back to work with her Latin American/Caribbean Carnival.
John Hawkins has an exhaustive round-up (three, actually) and still managed to make the trip with car trouble.
I scored some books from Sean. Now I just need the time to read them.
Tom McLaughlin has a great camera. Check out his photos, starting with this post and work your way back.
Leon at RedState could feel the love; 1994 was in the air.
I had to soak my feet, too, Val.
And in closing, DaTechGuy’s thoughts of a Free Cuba brings tears to even my eyes. We’ll all head down to Miami with boxes of Kleenex to dance a gig with Val.
Val Prieto said,
February 23, 2010 at 7:51 am
When the day finally comes for freedom on that island shaped like a crocodile, the party will be in Havana! Mojitos and cigars will be on me!
Phineas said,
February 23, 2010 at 10:19 am
Funny, I never thought Cuba looked like a crocodile; it always reminded me of a vacuum-cleaner. My suburban childhood shines through again!
Regardless, I hope to see the fall of the Castro brothers and the PCC in my lifetime. I want to light that celebratory cigar.