Tuesday, July 03, 2007

This Is How The Cranes Roll

We now interrupt this blog for a moment of full-on boasting.

As we speak, this man is on his way to my dad’s house:

That’s right, peoples. My dad and especially my stepmom, as I may have mentioned once or twice before, are quite active in local democratic politics in Iowa, which gives me great pride. On this occasion, someone contacted them and said, “Would you like to host this event?” And my stepmom told them they hadn’t decided on a candidate just yet, and they said that’s fine.

My dad often forgets to tell me things like this, relatives falling ill and/or dying and/or major politicians coming around and we end up having who’s on first conversations and so he’s talking about excitement and people coming by and secret service and I say “What are you talking about?” and he says all casual-like, “Oh, did I forget to tell you that possibly THE FUTURE PRESIDENT WILL BE STOPPING BY?” Okay, maybe I’m inserting a couple extra words here, but the casual-like tone is the important part.

I feel I retain the right to boast since my own personal level of commitment to the cause, beyond voting, involves complaining and signing moveon petitions.

1 comment:

Eric Spitznagel said...

My dad used to invite homeless people to join us for dinner without bothering to tell the family. (He was a bleeding heart till the end). Not the same as a visit from Barack, sure, but our guests had considerably more bindles.