as you might expect, the mighty mammal is parading around like the alpha-male these days with his beloved democrats seizing power this week...your reporter must have heard the word 'macaca' (george allen, the former governor of virginia's, now famous racist phrase) spouted from our mammal's lips at least ten times a day...he cannot get enough of his new favourite states, montana, missouri, and virginia...and the sound defeat of rick santorum and the evangelical sex scandal have led him to pronounce that, "this is one of the best weeks i have ever had, now if i could only get some pussy"...last night he and our friend 'a' were up until five in the morning, mammal screaming as usual about how 'a' was "too far to the left" and that 'a' should vote for hillary clinton in '08...this of course coming from mammal whose political beliefs have ranged recently from leftist, to neo-con, to democrat...

this afternoon i was laying in bed wrestling with the foul hangover that the previous night had bestowed upon me, and i hear a scream from the living-room...and then, "who turned this che gavera picture around in here!?" [mammal had it turned to face the wall but someone turned the portrait around to unveil che in all his revolutionary glory]...i reply that 'a' turned it around...mammal shouts, "i don't want this murderous bastard on my wall, that fucking 'a' and all his (now using a retarded monkey voice) 'boo boo boo i'm voting for ralph nader in the next election'"...

on another note, last night i did attend the bar downstairs with the mammal and 'a' at about three in the morning...i was hoping to do some key field work on the mammal's mating rituals...unfortunately, there were not many opportunities on this particular night, and i am sorry to report that your author was quite unprofessional, inebriated and concerned with his own petty conquests...so i suppose the moral of this story is that perhaps there is a little of the hairy mammal in all of us...