I never feel more patriotic than on election day. You’ve got till 7 p.m.! (Election night coverage is, by far, the main thing I miss about newspaper reporting.)
Also, just because you should know this: This weekend I drove out to Primavera to replenish my barren coffee bean container. (I usually buy their beans at V Richards, but the selection there is limited and I wanted to try something other than my standard Sumatra Mandheling.) I settled on the Rwanda Kinunu—but that’s not the point. The point is, the beans I bought were roasted less than two hours earlier. TWO HOURS.
Where else can you find that kind of freshness? One more reason to shop local.
Don’t hold your breath or your vote until
you think you’ve finally found a savior up on Capitol Hill
Derek Webb, “A Savior on Capitol Hill”