Birthdays suck — especially on the campaign trail… I spent mine in church.
Church.
On a positive note — by some miracle — a divine lightning bolt did not come from the sky and electrocute me.
My staff had bets on whether that would happen, or maybe they were just wishing it would happen —- maybe not full incineration, but like just a quick torture jolt — not sure — but, in any case, it didn’t happen. Thankfully.
Two weeks away. I’ll say, the media and our surrogates are really pulling out the stops to lie, cheat, and steal. It’s beautiful.
A few things bothering me:
— the available data shows that Republicans have eaten into the Democratic advantage from the same time in 2020 on early voting. Big time.
— I wonder if that MagaDonald’s stunt will gain Trump any momentum. A few of the really funny memes with him at the drive-up window may win meme of the century… I’m telling you. Scary, also brilliant. That son of a bitch.
— why does Tim Walz look so much like Mr. Magoo or like post-transition Mrs. Harrison.
Anywho. Back to pretending I gaf about anyone or anything but me….
We good.