Dwight D. Eisenhower was born in Denison, Texas.

Did I forget to tell you that Sam is enjoying a “staycation” this week? His activities will include all of the following: 1) naps; 2) more naps; 3) running as few errands as humanly possible; 4) eating muffins from Costco; 5) waving at cattle across the street in Sunnyvale; and 6) taking a leisurely day-trip on Wednesday with stops at Dwight D. Eisenhower’s birthplace in Denison, Texas, and the Choctaw Casino in Oklahoma.

For your possible interest, the map below indicates: A) Howdygram headquarters; B) Eisenhower’s birthplace in Denison; and C) the Choctaw Casino, a heavenly outing for senior citizens featuring cheap scooter rentals, the best buffet EVER — pea salad! tasty soup! sugar-free pie! unlimited meatballs! — and terrific penny slot machines that actually pay out.

I always loved doing the Choctaw casino with Sam but it’s really not a possibility any more due to a few medical issues (especially my neurogenic bladder) combined with 90 minutes each way in the car with shitty knees and not enough leg room. I’m okay with staying home, I really am. I’ve got Chef Boyardee ravioli in microwaveable cans, the Howdygram for companionship and ideas for a few more cute products for my store on Zazzle.

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According to Talking Points Memo here are the results of today’s primary in New Hampshire. Yes, Donald Trump won, and he’s giving the entire Republican party a gigantic brain hemorrhage. But it’s important to note one huge thing. Bernie Sanders and Hillary Clinton each received more votes than Trump, which means either of one them would flatten him in a national election. And please check out the rest of the GOP field on this list ... Kasich is in second place, Turd Cruz is in third, and JEB BUSH IS FOURTH! Holy crap, right? Marco Rubio, the programmed robot, has dropped all the way down to fifth place. Also, it’s pleasant relief to see Ben Carson circling the drain, which is exactly where he belongs.

I just thought you’d like to know what’s what as of 9:13 p.m. Central time in Texas. As soon as Sam wakes up from his nap I want a cheeseburger on rye bread (we’re out of buns) with ketchup. And sugar-free Jell-O. Because food is always more important than all this political horseshit.

Have a very pleasant evening, okay?