At least he had his own balloons

the lonely blogger, originally uploaded by Mr. Wright.

This last week has been absolutely crazy. Then I log on to Flickr and randomly see this. Seemed fitting. On election day alone, for example, I found myself doing interviews in the parking lot of an arbitrary church in quiet Taylor, Texas, and within about nine hours was within 10 feet of Rick Perry. I'll explain it all in more detail soon. For now: food, beer, rest.