New Hampshire, home to roadside booze
current location: work
current mood: blah
current song: Nicholas Teo - 明白
Dave Barry came out of retirement this year in order to cover the Presidential primaries, and here is what he writes about dear old New Hampshire.
Everybody in this race, Democrat and Republican, is now officially for Change. They get more fervent about Change every day; it's only a matter of time before they start calling for tactical airstrikes on Washington. I'll be honest with you: I'm getting tired of Change. I think it'd be nice, for a change, if a candidate came out against Change, maybe with a catchy slogan like, 'Remember: It Could Get Worse,' or 'Hey, At Least You're Not Dead.'
Here in Nashua, I watched Mitt ''Mitt'' Romney call for change.... Also at the event was U.S. Sen. Judd Gregg of New Hampshire, who is a Romney supporter. Greenfield and I were complaining to him about how the New Hampshire hotels jack up their prices for the primaries.... Sen. Gregg was not moved by Greenfield's and my complaints. His response was, quote, ''Make sure you stop at the liquor store before you leave.'' New Hampshire makes bales of money from state-run liquor stores. One of them is located -- I am not making this up -- in a turnpike service plaza, apparently for the benefit of motorists who are, for whatever reason, running low on gin.
Actually, there are two of them, right across the highway from each other, so that you can stock up no matter the direction in which you are headed. They're both gigantic red-painted barn-type buildings, filled with aisles and aisles of not-really-all-that-cheap booze. If only New York City were so considerate, then I would be able to order hard liquor on SeamlessWeb, as I sit in my cubicle getting fat. Ah, this is the good life (could be better with booze). Ok, back to work.

