Still exhausted, still processing and leaving in a few minutes to get my shaggy head of hair shaped into something worthy of the streets of New York.
I met my friend's kid last night - his name is Ryan. In light of all this talk about the future, I gifted Ryan with a ziploc baggie of souvenir confetti from Obama's big speech at Invesco. Is that lame or cool? I can't decide but I did it anyway.
Underneath all of this, Hurricane Gustav gathers strength - now a Category 3. I'm trying not to think about it but I grow more concerned every day. We don't need another Hurricane Katrina to remind us of the power of Mother Nature. She's hard to forget.