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Clinton Cocktail Party- Fools Rush In

woman-with-cocktail-glass-and-rose-is611-019.jpgOk, all you brave and fearless Clinton bloggers, stand down for awhile. We are the ones keeping our heads when all around are losing theirs, we run interference for the underdog, we’re exhausted.

The frenzy and fury stirred up by the other guy is reaching a degree sufficient to push it over into the realm of absurdity. If you act like a diva once too often, people start to notice. And we rush in when the heat starts to blister to douse the screamers with ice cold reality. Well, someone’s gotta do it.

But we need a break. So, kick back and relax. Welcome to the Clinton Cocktail Party. Everybody is welcome. Say hellow to Rico at the bar to the left of the door. He’s got flair! Tonight his feature drink is Blue Angel #2, for all you angels out there. But you can order anything you like.

Tonight’s pianist is new to me. Oh, I’ve probably got Bill Evans somewhere on my iPod but I’ve never heard him do this version of My Foolish Heart. It’s just the thing:

We’ve gotten a lot more visitors from the other campaign here lately and we’re happy to see them checking us out. Let’s hope they’ll find us a friendly and forgiving crowd. Even so, everyone’s been a little trigger happy around here lately so please feel free to check your trigger words with Florence, our lovely check room attendant.

The waiter will be circulating soon with smoked salmon, herbed bean dip and crudities and a number of other munchables. Please drink responsibly and tip your wait staff generously.

And now, I’d like to solicit suggestions for taking the Clinton Cocktail Hour live to Harrisburg, PA in the lead up to the primary. Should we stream it live? Go to a bar? Commandeer my sister’s house and throw one there?

Don’t read this if you are relaxed and having fun.

An opportunity for PA and surrounding state Clintonistas

I got a message from Tucsonlynn, our intrepid Clinton volunteer in Arizona.  She passes along the following:

Thanks for the email.  We were thrilled to have your help in Texas, and we would love your help in Pennsylvania! Right now, we are still in the process of developing our program as more and more offices are opening up in Pennsylvania.


Generally, however, we are recruiting volunteers to join our efforts in Pennsylvania every weekend now until the April 22nd primary.  And we are having an especially big push for volunteers to help with GOTV from April 19-23. Those volunteers dates/weekends include:


Volunteer Dates:

March 14-16

March 21-23

March 28-30

April 4-6

April 11-13

April 19-22


Our Pennsylvania Hillstars program–with greater detail and travel information–should be up on our website either today or tomorrow.  You can visit it at www.hillaryclinton.com/pahillstars to sign up and learn more. Until then, please stay in close contact with me, and let me know if you have any questions.




Mary McKenna
Hillary Clinton for President
Office: 703.875.1232 

There are a lot of dates on that list that I’m going to be attending.  My kinfolk live in Harrisburg and Pittsburgh.  I’m thinking about a live cocktail party as well.  Maybe we can commandeer a bar for the volunteers.  More details on this as the idea solidifies…

Clinton Cocktail Party- Tequila Sunrise

woman-with-cocktail-glass-and-rose-is611-019.jpgHi, all. Well, tonight is the night before the last round-up in Texas. I’m pulling for Hillary to pull this one out. She seems to be adapting. Maybe she didn’t know she even *had* a grassroots before. Let’s hope she discovers our power on the plains of Texas.

Welcome to the Clinton Cocktail Party. Sorry I’m late with this post. The BFF and I went on a fruitless search for a new MacBook Pro in NJ. The one we wanted was sold out in 3 locations. It sucked up most of my Saturday. But here we are now. Say hello to Rico, our bartender with flair! Tonight’s featured drink is a Tequila Sunrise. You probably don’t even need the recipe for that one. But if you’re not into that, order anything you like. We’re easy (but not cheap).

Tonight’s entertainment consists of a compilation of Texans and their music. We have a little bit of everything from Leadbelly to Bessie Smith, Lyle Lovett to Stevie Ray Vaughn, Don Henley to Willie Nelson. I’m going to start us off with a Texas Playboys number that is actually sung by a lady from OKlahoma, Carrie Underwood. San Antonio Rose. (Bear with the intro.)

The rest of the compilation is in a playlist you can find here. (I tried to embed a custom player but it wasn’t working out. If anyone knows how to get the suckers to work in WordPress, let me know)

When everybody is having a good time, it would be a shame to get trigger happy with your words. So feel free to leave them with Florence, our lovely check room attendent. The waiters will be circulating with some guacamole, piggy back dates and assorted munchies. Please drink responsibly and tip your wait staff generously.

Clinton Cocktail Party at 7pm EST

Everyone welcome.  Those  of you on the West Coast can join our satellite party at Taylor Marsh at 5pm, PST (8pm EST).

The Clinton Cocktail Hour- Never Surrender!

cocktailMark Twain once said, “Reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.” Actually, that’s a pretty funny quote when you think about it. Is it possible to exaggerate the report of a death? You’re either dead or not dead. It’s no exaggeration to say one or the other. Or are the “reports” greatly exaggerated? Were there an excess number of reports of Twain’s non-death? And if so, why were so many people anxious to report that he’d “bought the farm”, joined the choir invisible, become an ex-humorist?

Likewise, we’ve heard a lot about Hillary’s imminent demise although Peggy Noonan is simultaneously complaining in the Wall Street Journal that Hillary stubbornly refuses to eat her poison mushrooms and stay dead. Even bloggers on our own side are keeping a death watch and counting the delegates to the point where they can pull the sheet up over her campaign’s still warm phone banking lists. She’s like the guy slung over the back of the Holy Grail’s Bring Out Your Dead plague scene. His claims of “I’m not dead yet” and “I’m feeling better. I think I’ll take a walk” are met with “Don’t be such a baby” and a wink and a nod to the cart pusher to put the guy out of our misery.

Well, she’s not dead yet. She’s very much alive and leading in the big states that are left. And as we’ve seen in several states where she’s been slightly behind, the undecideds make up their minds as they pull the voting booth curtain closed. And she usually gets their votes because they know her brand name. It’s got the quality seal of approval.

So, let’s dedicate this Cocktail Hour to a vigorous and lively primary season. Put away your malice and mallets. Buy your friends and enemies a round and let’s celebrate. Everyone is welcome. To the left of the door is Rico, our bartender with flair! Tonight’s featured cocktail is a *Lust for Life*, but you can order anything you like.

Our singer tonight used to sing with her cousins, the Pips, but these days, Gladys Knight is delving into the rich repetoire of the first female jazz singers. Her new CD, Before Me , can be found at iTunes or amazon.com. Here’s a cut from that CD that I think goes particularly well with tonight’s theme:

Trigger words have been known to get in the way of scintillating conversation, so feel free to leave them with our lovely check room attendant, Florence. The waiters will be circulating in a minute with some piggy back dates, baba ganouj topped baby new potatoes and lobster ravioli.

Please drink responsibly and top your wait staff generously.

By the way:  If you don’t have time to share a drink right now, Taylor Marsh has graciously offered to host the party at her site tonight at 5pm PST (8pm EST).

Cocktails on V-day: Poetry Slam

woman-with-cocktail-glass-and-rose-is611-019.jpgThe first Valentine was a martyr. I’ll bet there are a lot of us who can identify with that guy when it comes to love.
But what *is* love? The dictionary says that the words love and belief have the same root. That root has something to do with what is ‘dear’ to us. Why do we love? Is it because as a species we know that it is the small acts of goodness and selflessness, outweighing the acts of destruction that keeps civilization from descending into chaotic violent narcissism? That on this swiftly tilting blue planet, shooting through space to destination uknown, we cling to each other for comfort? To know that we are ephemerons, our delicate lifespans briefer than a blink of God’s eye, full of intense beauty and bleak desolation, craving the union of another’s mind and body and spirit, to share the gray mists of morning on dewy grass or the dark quiet of the night until that final endless night.
Love, belief, union. These are things we hold dear.
Lift a glass of champagne to your nearest and dearest. Forgive your enemies. Love one another.
Here are the two poems that the BFF and I exchanged on our first Valentine’s day. Can you guess which was mine and which was his? Add your own in the comments.
anyone lived in a pretty how town
by E. E. Cummings
anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did
Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain
children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more
when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone’s any was all to her
someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream
stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)
one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain


by Samuel Beckett



why not merely the despaired of
occasion of

is it not better abort than be barren

the hours after you are gone are so leaden
they will always start dragging too soon
the grapples clawing blindly the bed of want
bringing up the bones the old loves
sockets filled once with eyes like yours
all always is it better too soon than never
the black want splashing their faces
saying again nine days never floated the loved
nor nine months
nor nine lives


saying again
if you do not teach me I shall not learn
saying again there is a last
even of last times
last times of begging
last times of loving
of knowing not knowing pretending
a last even of last times of saying
if you do not love me I shall not be loved
if I do not love you I shall not love

the churn of stale words in the heart again
love love love thud of the old plunger
pestling the unalterable
whey of words

terrified again
of not loving
of loving and not you
of being loved and not by you
of knowing not knowing pretending

I and all the others that will love you
if they love you


unless they love you

Nightcap- Friday in February

whiskeyThe days are lengthening and the light is lasting longer but sometimes I just want a lowlight place where I can forget my cares, have a drink and relax with some good music. Joe’s always fits the bill. There are no ferns here. Just a long polished bar and some scattered tables in the shadows.

Tonight’s singer has an unusual sense of timing. She sets up a sort of tension that keeps the listener waiting for resolution. Such are our times.

Set’em up, Joe. I’ll have a Maker’s Mark. What’s new?

Nightcap- Post Super Wednesday

water of lifeI can’t figure out why I feel so battered. I have never seen anything like the mobilzation against Clinton. But the funny thing is that she is proving her claims correct: she can take what they’re throwing at her, she can be down in the money count- she still wins, by a LOT in the big states where it counts.

Joe, I’ll have a Basil-Haydens light on the ice. Heck get me an ice pack. I’m black and blue and finally know exactly how she feels. Gotta get up tomorrow and do it again.

This is a nice bar, not too demanding. The lights are therapeutically dimmed, the music slow and sultry. Who’s the piano player? Well, whoever she is, she knows exactly what I want:

Set’em up, Joe.

Evening Cocktails

RicoIt appears that there is a real thirst (groaaann) for the comaraderie of the Clinton Cocktail Hour. I was going to host the Cocktail Hour on Friday or Saturday but what the heck! Rico says he’s available tonight. There’s no featured drink tonight but there is a nice Coffee and Cream Stout from the Triumph Brewery in Princeton that’s nice and chewy. Order what you like. We also have a nice assortment of non-alcoholic beverages as well.

I was able to get Billie Holiday back from the dead for this impromptu party. Well, what else are spirits good for? Anyway, let’s all get “Fine and Mellow”.

Everyone is welcome but if you’d like to hang up your trigger words, our lovely checkroom attendant, Florence, would be happy to assist you.

The wait staff will be circulating with some crabmeat stuffed mushrooms with bacon and cream and some smoked salmon with capers and onions and boiled new potatoes with baba ganouj. We’ve got your kosher covered and your vegans too. Please drink responsibly and tip your wait staff generously.

Topic for tonight: How much bounce will John Edwards get from his appearance last night and what *did* he and Hillary talk about in the greenroom afterwards?