Tuesday Evening

I'm kind of half-watching the Democratic convention. Everyone's waiting for Hillary Clinton's big speech and saying that it has to accomplish this, it has to accomplish that, etc. If it does anything less than cure AIDS, it will be a disappointment.

Mitt Romney is going around saying that John and Cindy McCain deserve all their mansions and riches because of all the "hard work" they've done to get them. Damn straight. Do you think it's easy to inherit a fortune from a rich father or to marry a woman who did?

I've decided to become a "values" voter. I'm going to throw my support behind politicians who can speak for one whole minute without using the word "values." I could do without all the strained Olympics analogies, too.

No one ever refers to Barack Obama except as Barack Obama. He's never Senator Obama, Mr. Obama, Obama or Barack. He's always Barack Obama. It's the same way with Charlie Brown. Always the first name and the last name.

The best line so far today has come from Senator Robert Casey from Pennsylvania. He said, "McCain likes to call himself a maverick but he votes with George W. Bush more than 90% of the time. That's not a maverick. That's a sidekick."

That's all for now. I'm going back to work until it's time to half-watch Hillary.