I Got A Bargain!

It should come as absolutely no surprise to anyone that Donald Trump and I have very little in common.  While we've both lived in Washington DC and New York City, have challenges with our hair, and enjoy a spray tan every now and then (to different degrees of success), when it comes to things like honesty, integrity, compassion, empathy, morals, and the ability to read a weather map we are WORLDS apart.  Tonight, I added one more similarity to the list, because I just spent the last two uncomfortable hours in a room full of badly tattooed, oddly pierced, esteem damaged porn stars, strippers, pole dancers and webcam performers, including one naked midget (she calls herself that, so I'm not being un-P.C.) that I can NEVER unsee at the EXXXOTICA convention in Miami, all for a picture and an autograph from Stormy Daniels. 

And I paid A HELL OF A LOT LESS than Trump did.