I drove up from LA today with the kids, while my husband stayed behind to attend a conference in the Southland. The drive went very well, but took a long, long, long time. The kids kept choosing inopportune moments (such as the middle of the Grapevine or the middle of nowhere in the valley) to announce in an absolute panic that they had to use a restroom. We made three restroom stops, which must be some sort of record, and that didn’t include the McD’s stop or the gas stop or the “buy milk for the empty refrigerator” stop. What with all the stopping, the drive, which normally takes about six hours, took over eight. It was mercifully uneventful (there’s nothing worse than a scarily eventful car ride), but I’m pooped. Indeed, after I explained to the kids just how tired the drive left me, we all marveled at the stamina of America’s truckers. So, thank you, truckers, for doing a hard and necessary job, and doing it well!
As for me, I’d really and truly like to blog tonight. I came home to several interesting emails, and have discovered that some actual news happened today (especially the attack on Obama that has him eating some bitter crow). The fact is, though, I’m too tired to assimilate and regurgitate the information. My blogging will simply have to wait until tomorrow, when I’ve slept in my own bed (which might mean my first solid night of sleep in a week), and just done nothing for a while.
Feel free to use this as an open thread. Otherwise, in the words of the old New Yorker cartoons (when they were still funny) “Watch this Space.”
Also, while I won’t blog about them now, if you’re looking for something to read, check out:
NoisyRoom, where you can read about Vulgarity and Racism in the Old Media
Real Clear Politics, with an article about the Pope’s rare moral clarity (something the Simi Valley visit reminded me about Ronald Reagan) (Hat tip: JL)
And a Telegraph report about the latest highly offensive anti-American avant garde moment from the decadent old world (Hat tip: Happy Birthday)