If I were not as patient

If I were not as patient as I believe myself to be, I would begin to worry along with Joy that a token Libby indictment is all we are going to see from two years of Patrick Fitzgerald's work.

I finally, begrudgingly washed the "Merry Fritzmas!" finger paint from the back of my dusty Jeep window..a week after the indictment. It was getting silly.

On the other hand, each day is filled with speculation and optimistic inuendo.

If I were not as patient as I believe myself to be, I would begin to feel less confident. Robert Higgs isn't helping.