I've been running on fumes these past two weeks, the late departed in Venezuela has occupied so much of my attention, and I misspoke. You're very kind to note my mistake, and I hope you never need a similar favor. Honestly, I mean that. If you've ever known anyone with half a dozen kids, you know the ease with which names are interchanged. "Hank, we have to leave in 5 minutes - get your dress on! No, Hank, I mean Jennie - take those football cleats off right now, Jennie, if you know what's good for you!"
That confessed, your declaration that the CASTRO! brothers have 'nowhere close to the amount of experience needed to be VP' might miss the mark by a hair. When my brain fog lifts, I hear voices from the past tolling that same bell for a 'relatively inexperienced' community organizer from Chicago who leapfrogged over a VP stint and landed plop in the White House.
So if you can keep my head from falling forward in the soup, I still win the point. 
Next! 
LATER, BACK ON THE RANCH... BTW, I do love Andrew Cuomo, but I absolutely adored his father Marion - no, I mean Mario!
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