(we were here, and we voted against it).

I interviewed James Carville once.

http://www.bestofneworleans.com/gambit/jam…

I met that mother fucker in Rome once. His voice sounded really familiar, and I couldn't place it as he was telling his family about the history of all this stuff. I stopped to get something to drink, and he came up next to me and we made small talk. I asked if he was famous, wondering if I had placed him wrong since it seemed so random. He said he tells his wife that he was. It was an odd thing for me to ask, now ten or twenty years later but I did.

I then told him to give Tucker hell since Crossfire was still on.

It wasn't the best moment of my life, but discussing daily bullshit with a president's advisor while Iw as getting lemonade or whatever in Europe is still odd in my head.