First, a link for you cable cutters:
They are doing the roll call right now, and it’s just so much fun. I don’t know how many gen z or millenial readers we have on this here hell site, but I wish I could tell all the kids whose lives have only really ever known a post 2000 world and who have been through the wringer the last ten years during their formative years that what you are seeing at the convention is cheesy, and corny, and flashy, and glitchy, and filled with normal people who don’t know how to speak publicly and are on the mic in front of thousands and millions at home giving really badly delivered speeches, and the whole thing is the kind of thing I think the teens would call “cringe.”
And it is! And it is glorious. This is how it is supposed to be! And it’s a super important uniquely American political tradition that you gotta fight for and you gotta keep fighting for it to keep it and make it better. And I know you can because I’ve watched millennials and younger do more with less than any other recent generation.
It’s just so nice. Like I found my favorite slippers in a box in the basement after missing them for a decade.
A quick housekeeping note. Yes, Watergirl, I know I promised you I would have that draft to you last night but I got sucked into something else and I was sitting here about to write it and the convention got me in the feels so I started to blog but I swear I will get it to you tomorrow. That woman suffers in silence every day because of me.
In other news, just been delightful weather here (for me, at least) in the upper 60’s and lower 70’s. I’ve been busy with work and had a good two hour session at the gym and then had some leftovers- I made that viral NYT lemon shrimp/leek/cannelini bean recipe although I added some diced and cherry tomatoes and a bunch of jalapeno and red pepper flakes because spice is life. Picked up two massive cantaloupes, one of which is chilling in the fridge as we speak.
I had such a harvest of Fuji and Gala apples this year that I have about 150 of them on the deck doing a final ripen, and I don’t want to make applesauce with them so I got out my dehydrator and am just going to slice them up thick and dry them out. Easier to take to Arizona that way, too. Also, my tomatoes were late bloomers this year but I am getting some softball sized ones.
Steve just came up and pawed me so it is time for me to go downstairs and provide a lap. I will talk to you tomorrow.


