He’s got dementia. He goes on weird rants about things that not only never happened but things that can’t happen. Because that’s a hallmark of dementia.

So they keep shoving him through doors before he can get started, and they fail a lot.

He’s keeping away from open windows.

It’s a little known, long-held tradition that presidents, going back to Lincoln, are vampire hunters.

Some actively protect their constituents, while others stand in doorways, flirting with The Lost Boys rules.

The roof is getting reshingled.