Me and My Man
I have it real bad for Bill Clinton. It’s not even something I can discuss in polite company. Bill just e-mailed me and my heart clawed its way into my throat and my stomach started feeling funny like I was on a first date. For an all too brief moment, I genuinely thought Bill had e-mailed me to tell me he loved me and where we were going to meet tonight. That was a great, great moment.
