My parents are republicans. They like to make fun of me for voting democrat. My dad was spouting out information about Babe Ruth this morning and I googled the guy just so I’d have some fuel to work with. I started reading off random facts and then I said, “Did you know that he drank beer on the field?” They were scandalized. I started to laugh and said, “I’m so good at that. I can’t believe you guys actually believed me. Wouldn’t it be great if I could find a job where I could do this for a living?” My mom’s answer came too quickly, “Maybe you could work for the Democratic National Committee.” Hmph. Not cool, Ma Bunn. Not cool. But even though her politics are a bit off, you’ve got to give it to her. She has a quick wit.