In the Trident Bookstore on Newberry Street, someone has placed Maxim and Bust side by side. In another corner, there is a sign above a single small shelf. It reads:

Humor

Weddings

In the early mornings, it’s quiet except for the drone of CNN humming from dozens of TVs around the convention office. There’s one in the lobby, one in every break room, one in the open space where our campaign staff lives, and a few more scattered around the floor. I’m currently resisting the impulse to change all of them to “MTV Video Wake-Up.”

It’s possible the fourteen-hour days are adversely affecting my sense of humor.

So, if you go to double check the time your flight leaves, because you’re flying home to be a bridesmaid in your high school friend’s wedding, and it turns out that your flight leaves two hours before you thought it did, and you haven’t packed, and you’re across town from your suitcase, and you have no cash for a cab ride home, and you tear through your bag in the elevator to find your ATM card, don’t drop your ATM card down the elevator shaft. That’s inconvenient.

In addition to fine pirate supplies, 826 Valencia is offering adult workshops. (Unfortunately less kinky than they sound.) If you’re a writer, or you want to be, these workshops can help. Also, your cash goes toward teaching little kids how to write, which will set you aglow with goodwill.

Forgot to mention that I contributed to Of Recent Note on The Morning News.