It’s freaking beautiful where I sit (Greater Boston — in the 50s, sunny, a delight). I and the familial swarm will be heading out soon for a walk around a fair chunk of the Emerald Necklace. (We won’t be going to the Arnold Arboretum today, but it has a special place in my heart, as the site where my dad proposed to my mum).
All of that tedious personal detail is another way of saying that I’ll be doing my best to ignore the minute-by-minute breathlessness of the GOS types on the Nevada results. But that doesn’t mean the blog should!
The NYT’s results page is here. Nothing yet, but early exits are apparently starting to come in.
*That should probably read “nicer than Ted Cruz” — which is a bar low enough I’m not sure an ant could limbo beneath it.
Image: William Hogarth, Humours of an Election: scene 3, The Polling, 1754-1755