For this relief much thanks

I spent the last few days progressively getting more and more worked up over a commitment I made to join a friend at a photo shoot, so it was with glee that I read an e-mail from the photographer last night, canceling on account of rain (which has not materialized either, so yay!). Initially, goofing around all "I do want to be America's Next. Top. Model" sounded like a lot of fun, but then for some reason I started getting a little wrapped around the axle about the whole idea. Now officially off the hook (not da hook) about it, I can also luxuriate in the joy that is knowing it is not, in fact, necessary to get up before the sun on a Saturday. Sleep late and drink strong coffee and curse the acrostic! Rock.

The other glee has come from rewatching McCain get heckled at his Memphis speech earlier this week week. You could admire the man's chutzpah for showing up on the anniversary of MLK's death, given that in 1983 he voted against the institution of a federal MLK memorial day, that he backed AZ governor Mecham's 1987 decision to rescind the holiday at the state level, and that he didn't peep when Mecham defended the use of a fairly hateful word for minorities (cites, linked through a common page), but then it's probably not so much nerve as either blissful obliviousness or flat-out pandering. As such, the crowd's response is more polite than he deserves. Let's hope the people in the audience also politely vote his ass to the curb in November.