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Today I worked early and took my dogs to the park to run around when I got home. It was fun cramming all three of my big guys into the back of my car-they were awful about being loaded up and misbehaved on the way, but after running around to their hearts' content they settled down nicely. It's a great feeling when all three of your crazy boy dogs come running up to you in a field, sit nicely on command, and wait for you to put their collars on like good boys. They're the best.

I tried to watch some of the RNC tonight with my mom, but it physically pains me to listen to Laura and George Bush speak. I can't pay attention. Instead I read a scathing indictment of the reaction of the press and celebrities to Tim Russert's death-the author makes some excellent points about him, and many other journalists, being members of the same "club" as the politicians they're supposed to be challenging. It was an interesting read, among many others, in last month's Harper's. There's also a creepy exchange between a man posing as a deposed Kyrgyzstani president and an employee of a powerful lobbyist group: evidently you can buy the Bush administration's endorsement for a measly $200,000 donation to the presidential library. Who'da thunk it? I like the juicy bits Harper's publishes without commentary, like that one.

Tomorrow I'm getting out of here. I'm staying with my ex-roommate at his place right by the Empire State Building tomorrow night...hopefully I'll actually have a chance to visit it. I can't wait.