Well, say goodbye to the flier I’ve had tacked to my bulletin board for the march and rally on the eve of the RNC. After a week in rural Oregon watching my two hippie friends get married among wildflowers on the banks of the Deschutes River (it’s a real river…even my spell check knows it), I’m here for three days and then off to LA for work. When there’s a Metblog for the city that exists 35,000 feet above Nebraska, I’ll be the first one to post.
I miss New York. Even Republican-infested New York. How many times can one human being be forced to watch Starsky & Hutch?
I am about to find out.