Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Two Six in Ought Seven

I had a great birthday yesterday. I know I saw a lot of you out for drinks at Pontiac -- if not, hopefully you can make a trek to Des Moines in the next 5 months or so. Thanks to those of you who made it out. If any of you have pictures, send them my way.

Mary and I caught the Cubs game, which they lost on some spotty relief pitching in the 8th. Bonds was booed mercilessly in his lone at-bat, which warmed my heart.

I head back to Iowa tomorrow. It's almost harder going back than it was to leave in the first place. It's tough to come back and get just a taste of everything I love about being in Chicago, only to be thrown back to the mercy of the campaign, knowing I likely won't be back for several months. I love what I'm doing out there and the people I work with, but it's also the hardest thing I've ever committed myself to.

I know I mentioned it last night, but know that there's an open invitation for any of you to come out to visit.