I just checked out my sister's blog, as I often do, and I realized just how behind I am in posting on this here blog o' mine. My sister Sarah often has moments of slagging behind in her own blog (which she shares with her husband, Nathan - Sarah's writing is in the column on the right)...but both my sister and brother-in-law have been posting like crazy since this Democratic National Convention began. And they are not Obama supporters! (Heck, they're not even Democrats...though my sister USED to be, but that's another story, I suppose...care to elaborate, Sarah?).
Anyhoo...thought I'd just drop a line here as I sit at home watching the DNC on PBS, waiting for Obama's speech in an hour or so.
I'm excited to hear the speech, though I fear it will be a lot of preaching to the choir (sorry, Sarah and Nathan, I guess that plays right into your view of Obama as a man with a messianic complex). But if it IS preaching to the choir, well, that's not so bad if it at least manages to get the choir fired up to work for the campaign.
OK, back to the pundits for me for now, but before I go, a wee little story:
As I walked from the subway station to my apartment building after work today, I passed a man hawking some goods on the corner. He had his palm stretched out, with about five buttons resting on that palm. "Obama, Obama!" He was selling Obama buttons.
Yes, I live in a very Obama-supportive neighborhood. And, yes, I am an Obama supporter.
