There’s always something to howl about.

Avoiding McCain — in traffic, that is

We live in the last affordable ghetto in North Central Phoenix, a little pocket of reasonably-priced homes surrounded on three sides by unreasonably-priced homes.

John and Cindy (nee Hensley) McCain used to live about a mile and a half south of us, in the Hensley family compound on Central Avenue. We bought our house knowing there was a risk that McCain could become president and screw up the traffic on Central for everyone.

Lucky us, about a year-and-a-half ago, after ten months on market and a million dollars in price reductions, the McCains sold the Hensley estate and moved into a pair of hi-rise condos at Camelback and 24th Street — the Biltmore Shopping District.

After last night, I have to rate McCain’s chances of taking first place in the Grand Prix of Megalomania as being pretty good. But if we can manage to steer clear of the Biltmore when Captain Queeg is in town, it could be that Phoenicians won’t suffer much more than everyone else.

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