Three Things
1. Given my recent and almost pathological hatred of Hillary Clinton, I managed to find humor in the death of a race horse. This does not make me happy.
Apparently, the horse Hil-Gollem bet on at the Kentucky Derby, Eight Bells, broke two ankles trying to beat the odds-on favorite/winner Big Brown. Eight Bells came in second, but was put to death on the track after the race. One can imagine that Hillary will have to be put down soon too--it's the only way to keep her from hobbling along with the belief that she can beat big, brown Obama.
2. I wasn't too impressed with Iron Man as a comic book film. I was, however, in love with Iron Man as a general film full of great actors and dialog. Robert Downey, jr., and that Paltrow chick were sublime. The Dude and Terrance Howard were also great. As an action movie, the flick sucked. As a good movie, I was pleased.
3. There is no three.
Tho I will say that, looking at pictures of Bill and Hill makes me think of one word: Noses.