I’ve seen most presidential State of the Union addresses since before I was a teenager, as well as the opposing political party’s (usually pathetic) response afterwards. But, after last night’s address, I’ve never seen a rebuttal interrupted by an otherwise innocuous bottle of water. More than halfway into his diatribe, Sen. Marco Rubio’s throat apparently dried up and – trying to be as coy and inconspicuous as possible – he carefully reached for the water, his big bright eyes still trained on the teleprompter just a few feet away. Personally, I would have reached for a wine cooler, or a Red Bull, but I’m just different like that. I know Rubio will never be able to live that down. But, it made for a good laugh. And, I’ll always drink to that!
Chief Writing Wolf 