1. There were about 10 cops to every pedestrian in downtown Charlotte. As I walked around, I kept thinking old women muttering in some indiscernible eastern European language would approach me for change. I mostly kept my head down and used pigeons to communicate messages to my comrades on the other side.
2. The Secret Service agents I came across were very nice. Sure, their friendliness could have had something to do with the fact that I was without umbrella and in a white silk blouse when a hurricane moved through town in the afternoon. But I don't look Colombian, so I won't flatter myself.
3. I've never had lunch at Time Warner Cable Arena, so I'm not sure if a hamburger and fries always cost $17.50. But even though it drained my bank account, the restaurant was a great place to hang out for some off-the-record comments. I had spent most of my morning walking around the convention hall, asking anyone I came across what they thought of Charlotte. Most had nothing but nice things to say. But hungry, grumpy and among themselves, delegates and Obama staffers kicked off their shoes, so to speak. One campaign staffer who was waiting for a veggie burger turned to her colleague and, with a look of total disgust on her face, asked, "Have you noticed how many, like, fat people there are here?"
4. There are two types of convention staffers: The type that escort you through a private stairwell to your seat and the type that treat you like gum they accidentally stepped on. But even when I felt like roadkill, I still felt like a part of something big.
5. Wolf Blitzer is very nice.
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