Tuesday, August 28, 2012
"When a man comes to me for advice, I find out the kind of advice he wants, and I give it to him." - John Billings
I would make a lousy convention delegate. I simply could not participate in the sis-boom-bah, wave-the-flag, whoop & holler routine. I wonder if getting chosen as a delegate includes going through an audition to see if you're suitably extroverted and enthusiastic or if only those kind of people sign up for the program. I watched a bit of the RNC during a speech by a female Black congressional candidate from Utah (got all their bases covered with that one) and the crowd could have been in a Price Is Right studio. Down to the costumes.
113 today. A month from now we should be done with this, and about the time the midwest is raking leaves we'll be playing golf in the middle of the afternoon, in shorts. We'll be doing that in January, too, but right now we look forward to October like people in Michigan during January look forward to May.
Or June.
In.Sane!!!
It seems that TV announcers, whether it's at sporting events or news broadcasts are now using the mics that hook behind the ear and bend around the cheek - Madonna mics - instead of lapel mics. I wonder why the change? I find the new type more visually distracting because it's in front of their face, but maybe I'll get used to it.
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