I wouldn't want any of the 2008 presidential candidates holding my baby. This thought occurred to me while at the club working out on the eliptical. I was sort of reading the captions on the t.v. watching some show on ABC called "men in trees" where of course the leading chick comes across her uber-hot man she's secretly in love with (all of this i gathered from about 15 minutes of watching it without sound) shirtless on a rooftop. I thought to myself, this show should be called "Hot Shirtless Men on Rooftops".
Then i look over to what caught my peripheral, low and behold, Hilary Rodham Clinton holding and bouncing some nut-case's baby! Why, oh why in God's name, I wondered to myself, would someone let Hilary Clinton hold their baby. That's like, "Here Satan just for a second, we want to make sure the paparazzi see so we can show our kid someday."
Um, okay crazy.
Sad, random side-note, my mom's laptop's z key is stuck. I have to poke it really furiously to get it to even type one z then another random letter will pop up that i didn't even type. Oh computers, how you make life interesting.
Back to the topic at hand, it made me think; if i was a mother of an infant during this time, i wouldn't want to have my baby's picture taken with any of the candidates left in the running. So i can tell my kid during his or her teenage years, "here's the picture of you and that one perfect stranger who ran for president the year you were born." Um, no, not creepy at all.
