Gotta love screwups

Ah, you gotta love it when the technology bites you in the ass. The previous post was a draft of my CNN wrap-up, with all of my screw-ups, typos, and bad edits. Goes to show me for using my weblogging software to write up these posts. One missed click, and what you write is up and out there. Such is how the sausage is made.

Things are really crazy at the convention. There's a lot going on, all at the same time, and up here in blogger's alley, we've got the loudspeakers pointing right at us, and crowds cheering, waving signs, and just being generally raucus. Even the lousy dancing during the breaks. I looked over and commented to some of the folks here about the need for a "7th Inning stretch" - and then it hit me - that's what the dancing is for. But I sure wish they didn't televise it, it's painful. :-)