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  <updated>2008-06-25T14:14:27-04:00</updated>
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    <title>Conjuring a Veep</title>
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    <published>2008-06-25T14:14:27-04:00</published>
    <updated>2008-06-25T14:14:27-04:00</updated>
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      <name>Auntie Meme</name>
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    <category term="Department of Fat Chance!" />
    <category term="daydreaming" />
    <category term="obama" />
    <category term="spoiling the fun" />
    <category term="veepstakes" />
    <category term="VP" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[ <p>Spouse and I were sitting around last night wonking (note: not wanking) about our "dream VPs." And truthfully, we were also arguing about whether Hillary has indeed been written out of the picture.  I say yes. Spouse says "where's the evidence?" Pish posh.</p>
<p>Then the "a-ha!' moment. To plagiarize Seuss: I got an idea. An awful idea. Auntie Meme got a wonderful, awful idea.</p>
<p>Amb. Joseph Wilson or Valerie Plame.</p>
<p>Who's <i>your</i> deliciously fun long-shot?</p>
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