And here, we will step aside, and look at another thing, before returning to my original point. My body, for reasons passing understanding, decided that I needed to be awake, and on my feet, at 7:44 a.m. Presumably, this is to make sure that I am not late for work. But it's SATURDAY, stupid body! Let me sleep late!
I saw that the news was announcing that Mitt Romney today formally declared that his running mate was one Paul Ryan. And, I swear to you, my first thought was, "He declared this before 7:44 a.m.?? Jeez, that's an early... oh, hang on. Right."
West Coast Time.
Also, Ryan is the "I need the crazy vote" choice. His voting record scores near Michelle Bachmann, the nutjob from Minnesota. I was hoping he would go for someone like Condoleezza Rice; that would have made for an interesting, reasoned national conversation. Instead, we're going to spend the next two and a half months talking about budget plans and tax returns, and those are, quite frankly, dull conversations when the people speaking don't know what they're talking about.
On the upside, I'm probably going to see "The Bourne Legacy" tomorrow, and heavens knows that my day gets better the more time I spend with Rachel Weisz... :)