Sign on Independant Bookstore at Dupont Circle, DC: In honor of Reagan Rites, we will be open on Friday.

You know, I couldn't help but think far, far in the future to when my guy gets buried. My guy being Bill, of course. Since we're all getting Ronnie shoved down our throats as maybe possibly the Greatest Human Being Ever, I couldn't but help think about when we get to shove Bill down everyone's throats (insert Monica joke here). Besides the fun of having to watch all the Republicans grin and bear it, the fun of it would be that no matter what happens vis a vis a memorial service, it would be totally appropiate to, say, go up to do beer bongs in the Capital Rotunda. The hotter the chicks the better. Because you just have to know that Bill would be looking down (or looking up), busty blondes on each arm, and giving you the big thumbs up.