My husband (whose fourth RNC convention this is) tells me that this morning’s session, the first, will last from 10 to noon, but be concerned solely with rules and procedures. I asked him, “Would I have as much fun staying here at the hotel, getting a hammer from Housekeeping, and breaking one of my toes?”
“Yes.”
“Good. I’ll stay.” But I think I won’t do the bit with the hammer. Will go out and photoblog.
white pebble 