Last night I dreamed I was Hillary Clinton, and I was in a foreign country doing important secretary of state stuff that is much, much more important than anything my civilian husband does. And I decided I really wanted a Rolex, so I went to the watch counter at a department store and asked to see a blue Rolex pocket watch. And I looked at it, and it was, like, $7,180 or something. And I said, "That's a lot of money for a watch that doesn't even come with a band. And who the Hell buys a blue Rolex?" And so I didn't buy the watch. I'm not sure what happened after that; I assume I went back to my really important job that is really a much better fit for me than president, a lot like the kid who didn't get into Princeton says that South Dakota School of Mines and Technology is a much better fit for them.
Their mascot is the hardrocker.
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