
Toto, I don't think we're in Massachusetts anymore.
I'm surrounded by Democrats of every stripe and 15,000 (that's a factual statistic) members of the media. Gallons of stale coffee, metric tons of processed food, pancake makeup and red, white and blue.
Ah, American politics.
On this morning's weak attempt at a run across the great office parks and parking lots of this area, I searched high and low.
There are no gardens here. This is home for now.