I had lunch with Smiley and his friend yesterday over at Blackstone, which is a two and a half block downhill walk from my office. And I was feeling good for the first block, like “Woo hoo, outside, fresh air, moving!” and by the time I got to the restaurant, I felt like I had been hit in the chest with a truck. It’s all upper respiratory nonsense (because you know my fear of pneumonia) and I know it will clear itself up, but damn, I was having a good laugh at that. I mean, I literally could have rolled to the restaurant, just laid down on the ground and let gravity take its course, and it still wiped me out to walk over there.
And then this morning, I sprung up from my bed feeling like “Okay, yeah, let’s walk the dog. Even if it’s slow, I’ll feel good moving,” only to discover I had slept way, way, way through my alarm. I need a way to just send my legs out for the walk they so desperately want while everything above the boobs stays home and sleeps.
I didn’t watch Haslam’s State of the State, but the transcript seemed better than expected. I guess I’m keeping my eye on two things–one, I feel like he has this ‘Let’s just turn this over to a knowledgeable person’ attitude about certain issues, which is a fine impulse in a businessman, but not how a representative democracy works. (Michigan!) We don’t appoint quasi-dictators to lord over us. And two, what Haslam will do when the nonsense starts to get passed. Will he be willing to veto obviously stupid legislation destined to tie us up on court or is he counting on Republican leadership in the Legislature to keep him from being in that position? I’m curious to see.