The cover of today’s New York Times, sitting on the counter at Crema this morning, caught my eye:
That photo of Obama and Clinton–as he’s introducing her as his appointee for Secretary of State–is just… odd. She looks psyched. He looks like he’s somewhere between pulling her in for a kiss, and leaning over her to devour her. Which, I suppose, is apropos.
I think he’s saying “Whatever you have on me, this makes us even, GOT IT?”
I’m now exercising phenomenal force of will to resist making a joke involving Lil’ John lyrics.