In The End, All Cats Are Gray At Night

If, as appears likely so far, this story about Rush Limbaugh doesn't pan out as desperately desired by leaping-on bloggers, whose posts I've indeed read, and others, all I can say is:

There but for the grace of whatever or whomever, go you and your partner.

Fantasize about that for a few, will ya?

(And no, I'm not a Limbaugh fan--nor a piler-on, since I just, in this very sentence, pointedly avoided the obvious pun.)