For once I wish I went shopping with my wife and my son instead of hanging out at his apartment….
…because, not 10 minutes ago, they ran into Bernie Sandres shopping at Bloomingdale’s, on 59th St.
Now I’ll spend the rest of the day wondering what I would have said to him if I were there.
A little tip for BS (hmmmm, maybe it’s not such a good idea to use his initials): my wife says you are taller than she thought. That’s probably because you tend to hunch over the podium at debates, so viewers can’t really tell your height.
It will insure that everyone sees you clearly while you advocate taxing them into oblivion.