Although I love music, these are not Tom Petty thoughts. I wish. I’m afraid they are more Trump petty thoughts. Am I petty to be thrilled at the forecast today in Bedminster, NJ where Trump is vacationing?
Today looks like a total washout, kind of like Trump’s time in the White House.
Am I even more petty hoping that Trump tries to golf anyway?
Where’s Carl Spackler when we need him?