It's beginning to seem as though waiting for Sarah Palin is a bit like waiting for Santa Claus. Anyone willing to stand out in the cold all night for 3 seconds of personal time with the Wasilla Wonder definitely has sugar plums dancing in their heads. Or a couple of shots of whisky under their belts. Any Huckster who gets up close and personal with Sarah is welcome to report back here tomorrow. Meanwhile, I'll post this Wild Card and get on with the Scanner Traffic report ...