I burst out laughing when I looked out the front window this morning. Our neighbor went a little crazy with some Rendell signs that he recovered from the trash pile at an event site. I knew he wasn’t a Lynn Swann fan, but this was a pretty wild statement.

I congratulated him when I saw him later. The Tom Gannon squad was out doing a lit-drop in our neighborhood. I watched as they skipped his house and ours. I told him those signs were a powerful signal, and joked that the angel of death would pass over his house this night.