If Amy Klobuchar can take some campaign time off for hospitalization then I can probably safely take some time off myself.
My father-in-law is visiting us for the first time in sixteen years. I just went to the fitness center with him and we’ve done some grocery shopping. He brought us two bags full of Key Limes from his home in Florida. We squeezed them and I can hear the mixer now as he prepares two keylime pies. (We have enough juice for eight pies!) Although I would love to go to the Morrison County Fair tomorrow near Little Falls I really shouldn’t.
This is what I’m doing this summer:
I’m writing a book about an ex con who was, I believe, wrongly convicted by a cabal of some of Minnesota’s most respected politicians who were the ones who were probably guilty of the malfeasance that he was imprisoned for.
I’m running for Congress.
And I’m trying to do all this without my wife noticing.
Oh yeah, and I try to swim a mile a day.
Sneaking out to campaign while I have company might give my secret away and it would really call my credentials as a good host into question.
