I’m one of the folks the GOP can’t convince with a convention, so it shouldn’t be much of a surprise to learn I can’t watch. It took all of thirty seconds watching a grinning Mit before I was throwing myself at the television in search of a power cable. It wasn’t a sure thing what I was going to do with it once I got it either. I did watch parts of Palin’s speech last night and it pretty much confirmed my fears: the Democrats will underestimate her at their peril. I may not agree with much of what she said, but I think conservatives and even some independents out there ate that speech up, cleaned their plates, and wanted seconds.

We’re entering the period where polls start to mean something, and I’m dying to see how big of a convention bump McPain gets.

Hey, if the GOP gets to call my party the “Democrat Party” I get to call people names too. (And while we’re at it… DAD! Tell Christy to stop looking at me!) It’s not like you didn’t already know I wasn’t suited to be President.

By the way, this has nothing to do with politics but it must be said. Last night was the first time this week I got at least seven hours of sleep and I feel fantastic.

Give the gift of words.