Slipped, all I can say is that I was a moderately successful musician in my younger years, in a moderately successful regional band, and my wife gets a lot of glee from poking me in the chest and saying that she "won't be surprised if we get a knock at the door and we're staring a younger "Jeffery Jr." who says 'Hi Dad!'"

I too, "did what I did before love came to town".

I've told my wife that although she rocks my world, I haven't gone blind.
But the menu is only for looking at and not for ordering, and I've simply figured out a way to "sublimate" my animal tendencies into ad hoc scripts for later domestic dalliances.

I hope the preceding gobbledygook made some sense to someone.

Washington is a rock star town.
Politicians are the rock stars, that's the only difference, and it's barely quantifiable because the roles are starkly similar and the drug is much more powerful than the best crack cocaine money can buy.

That drug is POWER.
You show me a woman who can resist the drug called POWER and I'll show you a corpse. Add money and suddenly you're remembering Alec Baldwin's line in the Hulu commercial:

"I mean, whaddya gonna do, turn off your TV AND your computer?
HA~!"

"Oops...I think I'm drooling a little!"

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