I was going to do a post on all that. But I'm too tired to get into any of that right now.
See, I'm tired because I learned this morning that Chelsea Clinton would be coming to the grand opening of her mom's Scranton campaign headquarters at 5:30 this afternoon. Well, shucks, I thought, I could do that. So after work today I headed over to the parkade near Tink's where I always used to park back in those days and hiked the two blocks to the headquarters.
Unlike yesterday, when I headed for the event without a coat or hat because a) I figured it would be very hot in the auditorium and b) I figured the less I wore, the less of a hassle security would be, this time I decided to wear both hat and coat in anticipation of a brief and chilly outdoor event. So, naturally, I cooked for nearly three hours inside the crowded, stuffy, one-room headquarters.
But I got to see Chelsea! See her, hear her (she's an excellent speaker!), talk with her, shake hands with her, get her autograph, and - thanks to a very nice lady and her very nice daughter - get my picture with her. (Thank you very much! So sorry to hear about your cannibalistic hamster.)
We have not seen the last of her. She will be speaking tomorrow morning at Wilkes College, and she told us she will be in the area for the next two weeks - will she be with her mom at the Scranton St. Patrick's Day Parade this Saturday? (If you thought traffic was bad normally on Parade Day in Scranton, you ain't seen nothin' yet.) And she promised that we will be seeing lots of Clintons over the next few weeks. I wouldn't mind seeing her again, or her mother. But after them, who else is left?
Now, I wonder when Barack will be coming around here?