Hillary Clinton would give up her right arm for people's votes. Then she'd have to be left-handed like her husband.




I just don't understand it. Why didn't the audience laugh at that joke? Barack told me it just a week ago in the Senate chambers, and I almost split a gut. Maybe I am not cut out to be a Bob Dole in drag.





When I was a little girl, my dad and I loved to go fishing. I can remember the first fish I ever caught. The fish was THIS big.



On second thought, the fish was THIS big.



After the town hall ended, Hillary went out to sign autographs and shake hands with supporters. I always try to stay until the candidates leave. Waiting around for the candidates is always the best part of the campaign events.




This was probably the best picture of the bunch. Hillary Clinton was just a few feet away from me just before she autographed my ticket.