I was dusting the internets today like a meth-addled housewife, and underneath the old oaken coffee table I found two former classmates working the local political scene. No doubt each is underpaid, overworked, and completely disrespected by anyone with authority but we'll at least give them a shoutout.
Drinkwine, although her name suggests otherwise, is an avowed tea-totaler. The City Hall Scoop found that she currently
Buoen, now fully aware that he's arrived in the world of politics, "was spotted holding the coat [...] of Amy Klobuchar as she marched in the MLK parade." That picture of Beuon looks like it might have been taken in the leaning, water-soaked basement of a house on Dayton--big kegger, no women. We like Bouen. He's a smart and quiet guy, and we hope to hold his coat someday.
Now that each has received some mention in The City Hall Scoop as if they were small-time celebrities, it makes me twinge with resentment because the only reason I'm interested in politics in the first place is fame and kickbacks. So far I've paid almost $20,000 to the Humphrey Institute and I all have to show for it is one measly Google hit. No fame. No kickbacks. I don't even have a picture yet. Damn you, Beoun and Drinkwine...Damn you!