If Sarah Palin wrote for this blog...

My fellow Democracieans or whatever your guys call yourselves...you know what the difference between a pit bull and a hockey mom is....lipstick.

That joke never gets old. I am drowning in appreciability that Jon has stooped aside and has allowed little old me...Joe Six Pack...to write on his blog. Until yesterday, I'd never heard of a blog. In fact, I thought it was something you made out of moose dung.

Well, tomorrow I get the chance to debate old Joe Bayh. I think he was a great governor of Indiana, and I think his debatability will be of the most difficultness to be defeatable. People tried to trick me and say he was formerly the Mayor of Delaware, but I set them straight.

All I can say, it's been an educationable experience out here on the campaign trail. I've met lotsa people and talked to lotsa Americans. What can I say? Everything's been as great as when I told Congress "No Thanks" on the Bridge to Nowhere and sold the state's plane on E-Bay.

I've been a little disgustable at times...especially when Charlie from the Chocolate Factory interviewed me. Also, Katie Kurric wasn't very nice when she asked me what I read on a regular basis. Of course, I read stuff. Goodness! There's the Moose Digest and the Wasilla Wailer. I also read that Juneau newspaper to find out what Ju-neau...hahaha. I love that joke. People told me that I need to read Time and the National Review, but I don't waste time with that. Soldier of Fortune was really good this month.

Well, I'm off to take down some wolves from my helicopter to relax b4 my big moment tomorrow against Senator Byed-in...or Bayh...whatever you call it. In fact, I need to look that name up, and I'll get right back to ya.

It's been a pleasure talkin' with ya. I've got some crammin' to do. Goodnight!