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Home from dinner and shouldn't have went out after being jet lagged today because now I'm pleasantly buzzed -- but not from Jack Daniels, as the subtitle of this damn bloggy thing would have you believe -- but from single malt Scotch . Mmm - peaty and smokey. More on that later. But Dick Cheney's foot or heart, not quite sure, is all swollen up from the foul lifestyle he lives. Can you even imagine the nastiness that goes on in that man's daily excuse for a life? I swear, there's a chance Ariel Sharon is going to live longer than this vice-putz of ours.