Bwahaha. Sarah Palin was on our flight from Anchorage to Portland. I thought that was funny. Now, when people ask if I know her (which they do, all the time) I’m going to have to tell them I saw her once, and breathed the same recycled air as her. Ha. …well her’s and the other 150 or so…
She welcomed the mystery writers and readers to the 2007 Bouchercon mystery conference in Anchorage, October 2007. Listening to her dingbattery then, I never would have guessed what a monumentally destructive figure she’d turned out to be.
(Source: terrorfollowsboredom)
