I spent my weekend in wonderful Huntsville, AL for Big Spring Jam. I was generally discontented with the lineup but my weekend was not without great art--

After traveling up and down the great bug sanctuary we call Interstate 65, my windshield looks something like this:




(Oh yeah? But can your 5 year old drive a car in a bug storm?)


Today has been very long. A stop in Birmingham last night turned a 6 hour trip into a 9 hour trip, so I arrived home in Mobile at 2 AM. Today I began training at my new job from 8-11AM, slept until 1:30PM, wrote a 3 page essay in a record 30 minutes and barely made it to class at 2:30.

In the news:
My kindred spirit, Maureen Dowd, wrote the best piece about the first debate.

And why didn't I know about this?