Bill Clinton Speaks Well

Convention Day Three: Still on the Couch.

He's very good at what he does; everything sounds like he means it, sounds like it's coming from him.

I think Hillary Clinton is my generation's Ted Kennedy.

My back hurts.

I can't wait until I stop watching television.

Good Sleeping Weather

Nights like breeze; mornings cool on the skin. You want to wake up; you want to be alive in this world.

This weather is my favorite ever, so cool and sunny. I hope I feel it in the Eastworks building, or at least can go outside.

I hope I get my electric and cable in time. I hope I have food. I hope I can afford furniture.

I hope I can adore every minute of the weather. I hope I feel it against my skin. It reminds me of summer camp, after the kids leave, and the silence that was there all along reclaims everything. High, cool, clear days that sing grand dirges for the summer's end, and stern marches for the ripe apples and thick sheep's wool. God, I love it. I just love this time of year.

I'll want to go apple picking, or at least spend a few days in my garden cleaning and putting it all to bed. Hot for an hour, then sweaters and hats again.I love it. I can't wait.

the convention, sofa view

I can't watch the Democratic National Convention. I start to cry and then I feel like a patsy because I am so moved by the speeches and the faces of the delegates. I know it's likely pretty sleazy and shallow in the hotels after hours, and for pete's sake, it's being held in the Pepsi Center. It's already as corrupt as it can be.

Yet...yet. I caught the end of Ted Kennedy's speech and I teared up immediately. The crowd was tearing up. It was a really good speech, and it felt like there was energy and hope for people not to be so totally fucked over by the forces of greed and wealth.

And then the people dancing during the intermission... Just people. Not Maria Shriver, not a Clinton. Just people.

My cousin is there. Smart, confident, smooth, friendly. Involved.

I started a new job. I don't quite know what's real, but my job really seems okay.