Is this good for me? This cannot be good for me.

     I know we go all gooey over a "vigorous debate" in this democracy of ours, but truly, the heights to which my blood pressure has climbed in the last three days have got to be unhealthy, at least on the cellular level. And it's on the cellular level that my little body is giving me lip, after all. Maybe I'd better knock off rubbernecking the Twin Cities trainwreck and get back to fiction. 

     Although I've not written any fiction so brazen as that Rovian fantasy Palin laid on us last night... Gasping, still gasping...

     Here I go, to work on the novel. See me go? Here I go.