I spent last night on a Zoom call with Rudi and a couple friends from shortly before midnight (they’re all out West, and I’m a night owl) until nearly 2:30. I was also working on a presentation for this afternoon at the same time.

When I got off with them, I emailed the Powerpoint to my boss, ate an ice cream sundae, put on the tv, and pulled out the laptop to write this blog post. And then promptly fell asleep on the couch, exhausted by the day’s activities and the crushing disappointment that we don’t know much, except that way more people in our country suck than I’d hoped. (I know, I know. They don’t suck. They just … live in a world where it makes sense to hand your car keys to someone who, in the past has driven your car full speed into a brick wall, and now wants to take take your little kid for a spin on a mountain pass at midnight in a huge storm without a seat belt on. While drunk. And high. And a jerk.

Okay, well, I guess I have to go get ready for a work day that includes a four-hour strategic planning meeting. I’d tell you to think good thoughts for me, but keep them with the fate of the country. My meeting will wrap up by day’s end; I can’t say the same for this nightmare.