Too personal for the internet.
for anyone who’s noticed, my time stamp on this blog has been about 12 hours into the future. and i COULD NOT figure out why. until today. and i fixed it and i think it should be all good now. so all comments and posts will have the correct time and date now. except past comments. those will still be labeled as 12 hours ahead of when they actually happened.
have fun with that.
i don’t know if you all know this, but for the first time in about 25 years, Oshkosh was on the map these past few weeks. (I mean literally, Oshkosh was on CNN’s map of Wisconsin). we had this little election thing going on here and it kind of got some attention from those main stream media folks. and me (who’s in the side stream media) got to cover some of it. you know, nothing major, just a few presidential candidates coming to town and stuff. whatev.
but that has basically meant i haven’t slept in like two weeks (ish) and now I’m tired as crap. I worked until about 1 a.m. last night waiting to find out how the people in ward 13 of Oshkosh voted then dutifully got a drink with the only other people in town who also care about how the voters in ward 13 voted.
and then i went to work at like 10 this morning and no matter how much coffee and pop (that’s right im from Illinois and i said POP) i drank, i COULD NOT wake up. so i called it a semi-early day and went home and laid down and slept. and it was like i had taken tylenol pm even though i hadn’t because i was so exhausted.
and i woke to use the bathroom a few minutes ago and now im writing this post so all you people out there mad at me for not posting for the last day (all two of you) can know why. it’s because im damn tired. that’s why.
oh, and go (candidate x). go. go.
yesterday, there i was sitting at home like a loser who hates showers watching Deadwood epidoes on DVD when an unknown number popped up on my cell. and i’m not going to lie, i didn’t answer it. but then, it came up again and i thought ‘well, if it’s that dentist in South Dakota calling me on a Sunday to remind me i still owe her $130 for a filling, i can always just hang up.’ but it wasn’t that dentist. it was Hillary Clinton’s campaign.
holy crap!
after the usual pleasantries (i.e. them: sorry i didn’t get back to you yesterday, we were really busy, me: that’s ok) the press person said ‘I’m going to have some time with the senator in about an hour if you’d like to do a one-on-one phone interview with her.
PEOPLE!!! DID YOU JUST READ WHAT I WROTE??!! A ONE-ON-ONE WITH HILLARY CLINTON!
don’t worry, I played it cool — i was all ‘ya, i think i can do that.’
then. i immediately started taking off my pj’s and putting on regular clothes. rushed around looking for my broken glasses, used some deodorant and even brushed my teeth so i could go to work. that took about three, maybe four seconds.
i grabbed all my stuff and ran through a quarter-mile of foot-high snow to get to my car. (did i mention the winter storm we had yesterday). alas, when i got to my car, i realized there was about a foot of snow that needed to be scraped off and UNDER THAT there was an inch of solid ice that needed to be scraped through. an inch. and my razor-sharp (i use the term loosely) scrapper just wasn’t in the mood for it. so i only scrapped off an 2-inch by 2-inch section on the passenger side. let’s just say, that was a stupid idea.
the whole ride to work (through the blizzard) i was basically just praying that tomorrow’s paper didn’t read ‘REPORTER DIES TRYING TO INTERVIEW CLINTON’ while i gripped the steering wheel with both hands. thankfully, i made it ok.
I got to work in time for the arranged interview and then — it was delayed. which was cool, because that gave me an additional 30 minutes to be nervous.
When i finally got her on the phone, i was all ‘why is wisconsin important’ and she was all ‘i heart wisconsin.’ (or something like that) and we talked for 15 minutes. THAT’S RIGHT, I TALKED ONE-ON-ONE WITH HILLARY CLINTON FOR 15 MINUTES and then, i wrote this article.
and that’s the story of how hillary and i became bff. just in case you were wondering.