sipped shiraz and ate popcorn watching her speech on Maine PBS like it was an NC-17 film my parents were hiding from me. She should have come blazing out to some badass chic rock. Brass in Pocket by The Pretenders. Now that'd been more fitting. Because Hillary's gonna have some of your attention. (For those of you wondering, Hillary came out to Big
Head and the Monster's "Blue Sky." The folks at Mother Jones didn't like it either apparently): http://www.motherjones.com/riff_blog/archives/2008/08/9417_hillary_clinton_1.html)Also, I've been vintage-dress shopping (a tale to be told soon) because Space Gallery is hosting a Space-style Homecoming Dance, Saturday, Sept. 13th. I feel girlishly silly for how excited I am about it. I'm hoping in the Space "alternative arts" spirit, this will be a freakishly unforgettable evening. Just as I hope Obama's acceptance speech Thursday night will be unforgettable. Not so much freakish. But it's politics, so I'll take the freakish along with the unforgettable. Just as long as his intro music rocks...
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