Showtime

A lot has happened since my last post. The Democrats have chosen a presumptive nominee, Angelina Jolie had some babies (I think) and my plumber got the rough-in done on the house. I have been in full-bore carpenter mode this summer and I'm happy to report I still have all ten fingers. One is bent at an ugly angle, I've torn a rotator cuff and developed a strange sensation in my right knee, but nothing out of the ordinary for an aging woodchuck. I'll get a break this weekend when I go out to Chicago for NPR. Nothing like going to work to get a break from work.

A drywall delivery is backing and beeping its way up the driveway. It's showtime.