What really got me in trouble was a comment about Ron Shegda, who is trying to set a record for most number of races run without actually winning anything. I wrote this: "Ron Shegda (running against Bob Freeman) spoke about gas while his sister kept filling plates with cookies and cupcakes and taking them out to their car. I'll bet they had one hell of a bake sale."
People were outraged. How dare I take such a "cheap shot against an obviously disabled woman. You're a real class act, OHare."
My response? "I try. Her brother is obviously disabled, too."
This little exchange was plastered on bulletin boards all over Courthouse. Perhaps that would chasten and embarrass me. Right?
Wrong! I'm here to tell you that the cookie monster has struck again.
Yesterday, Shegda's sister was at Charlie Roberts' viewing. There was one hell of a spread at the luncheon. I was gone by then, but Ron Angle tells me there were mountains of the most delicious-looking cookies he's ever seen. And there was Shegda's sister, scarfing them all up, loading them into her purse, pockets and napkins, then running out to the car. At one point, Angle told her the kitchen probably had aluminum foil, and she ran in for some of that, too.
Shegda actually had to pop open his trunk so they could load up all the goodies. And off they went.
If you go to a Ron Shegda campaign event, you should probably pass on the cookies.