Maureen Dowd Reads My Blog

I participated in early voting this morning. There are lots of polling places all over the city and crowds are good this time around. The place I went is a community center and I was able to get in and out in about 20 minutes, which was great considering how long our ballot is with all the judges and local elections going on around here.

My husband has chosen to be a strategic voter this primary season, as McCain has the race wrapped up. I say voting is a very personal matter and everyone must decide which path to take.

And the NYT article questioning McCain's eligibility to be President since he was born while his father was serving in Panama? Consider the source is all I'm saying. This question was answered long ago and the newsrag knows it. More of their dirt being flung. They are probably beginning to do a bit of an early panic as the polls now mostly show McCain beating Obama in the general election. I'm feeling better and better.

Imagine my surprise this morning as I was turning to the op-ed section of the Houston Chronicle while waiting for the caffeine to kick in from my coffee and I see Maureen Dowd reads my blog. What? Well, I see she is comparing Hillary's debate performance to Sybil, just like my post yesterday did. How bizarre. I don't mind that she stole my idea. A little credit would have been nice, though.

William F. Buckley died yesterday morning while sitting at his desk. What a man. The father of the modern conservative movement, he was a man of strong opinions and character. I loved his upper crust New England accent. I loved his brilliant mind. I loved his passion for politics and for his country.

I have been priviledged to have many awesome experiences in my life. One evening I still look back on fondly is the dinner and speaking engagement I attended with my husband back in the early 1990's. We lived in Lafayette, Louisiana and we were members of the City Club of Lafayette. It was a private club, mostly dining with facilities available for fundraising events. The club did a yearly calendar of speaker dinners. A terrific one included Mr. Buckley as the dinner speaker. He was his usual entertaining, brilliant self. He was quite charming and welcoming of questions after his speech. For me it was all worth it to be able to shake his hand at the cocktail reception before the dinner and speech. What a thrill.

May he rest in peace.