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Last week I said: With the other half [of my time] I mostly want to slack off, not hurry, chill out, walk my Dratini, maybe even get bored.
This I have mostly accomplished. I only got bored once, while watching the first half of Into Great Silence, and I stopped walking my Dratini after successfully evolving a Dragonite. I did a bunch of small, gratifying things without hurrying, and loved it.
Oh yes, and I walked my Bulbasaur a mile and a half to City Hall to vote early for the first female President of the United States. Details, groundbreaking little details, the fad of the year blending seamlessly with the stuff of future history books. While I was filling out my ballot I heard one of the organizers cry "First time voter, everyone!" and the whole room broke out in applause for someone I never saw.
My dad, in deep-red Montana, sent this in a letter:
When I was a teenager in 1992 and Bill Clinton was running for President, I could never have conceived of my disciplinary, conservative father voting for Hillary ever. But there it is. He's going to do it on Tuesday. Pantsuit Nation, me, and my dad.
This I have mostly accomplished. I only got bored once, while watching the first half of Into Great Silence, and I stopped walking my Dratini after successfully evolving a Dragonite. I did a bunch of small, gratifying things without hurrying, and loved it.
Oh yes, and I walked my Bulbasaur a mile and a half to City Hall to vote early for the first female President of the United States. Details, groundbreaking little details, the fad of the year blending seamlessly with the stuff of future history books. While I was filling out my ballot I heard one of the organizers cry "First time voter, everyone!" and the whole room broke out in applause for someone I never saw.
My dad, in deep-red Montana, sent this in a letter:
I had not fully appreciated the burden of being a woman really is. I would never have dreamed that millions of voters will not vote for a woman. One person told [my wife] she could not vote for Clinton because nearly all leaders in the Bible are male. Do people really think like this? The idea of God having a gender is way over my head.
When I was a teenager in 1992 and Bill Clinton was running for President, I could never have conceived of my disciplinary, conservative father voting for Hillary ever. But there it is. He's going to do it on Tuesday. Pantsuit Nation, me, and my dad.
