Sometimes listening to Hugh Hewitt I am compelled to rise from my work and wander helplessly about the office, giggling like an evil clown. Read the transcript of his interview with LAT columnist Tim Rutten if you'd like to do the same.
Update: Yes, mine is a "home office," if by that you mean an "office" in a "home."
Update II: The Drunkablog is despondent that he didn't major in art history lo these blighted decades ago. He would have done his thesis on Doink's sidekick, Dink, a largely overlooked figure in the history of 20th Century art.
Update III: The breakdown of civil discourse accelerates: "Fuck off, you red-nosed bastard."