I guess there’s still an election to be held. Hard to believe. But I can regain my focus for two weeks. I was watching McCain on Letterman when the water broke, so I missed most of that and everything else that’s happened since. Catching up, slowly. This made me laugh, from David Sedaris, on the strange phenomenon known as The Undecideds:
To put them in perspective, I think of being on an airplane. The flight attendant comes down the aisle with her food cart and, eventually, parks it beside my seat. â€œCan I interest you in the chicken?â€? she asks. â€œOr would you prefer the platter of shit with bits of broken glass in it?â€?
To be undecided in this election is to pause for a moment and then ask how the chicken is cooked.
I mean, really, whatâ€™s to be confused about?