The Sounds of Sotomayor

Alas, I have little to show for my last couple of days except for over 1,000 miles of driving. Yesterday, I was so bored out of my mind between Reno and Salt Lake City that the highlight of the morning was successfully grabbing a stray gray hair (!) while driving over 85 MPH.


Even better, I managed this feat while subject to the guest DJing of Bjork on All Songs Considered. Most ... painful ... podcast ... ever.

Snoozefest seems to be the name of the game these days, especially if it involves a certain Supreme Court nominee and a certain legislative branch interrogating her. For me, there are but two exciting elements to all this:

1. Saying Sotomayor's name, which I like to intone as 'SONofabitch' (though without the negative associations). More like how you pronounce the name of my former salon in DC, Bang! (emphasis theirs), or like the fast food chain out here, Whataburger! (emphasis mine).
   
   
2. Guessing at how much reporters will reveal of their boredom with the hearings. Today's Nina Totenberg report was quite entertaining -- containing almost nothing of substance, focusing instead on one Senator's bathroom run-in with Sotomayor's mother -- and then was followed up by a four-minute interview about the Perry Mason Case that Al Franken asked Sotomayor about during the hearing. Apparently it was the only case that Perry Mason ever lost, and NPR felt it necessary to speak to Barbara Hale, who played Della Street on the show, about the case.
   
   Wow. Talk about a slow news day.

So, you ask, no bright spots to report from the last couple of days? Ok, a few.

1. I caught up with two good friends, Amanda and Tom, from business school. Haven't spoken to them in weeks, and it's great to hear their voices, even if the call does get dropped every 15 minutes.
2. The landscape just east of Salt Lake City. A combination of red rock, deep green foliage, and tasteful brown homes on lotsa land, it is perhaps my favorite landscape of the trip. Photo doesn't fully represent, but it's the best I got.
   
   
   
3. Bruno. I saw it last night in Salt Lake City (of course), and it cracked my shit up.
4. Dinner with my friend Kim tonight here in Denver.
5. Give Up by Postal Service. I forgot how adorable and sweet this album is.
   
6. Daydreams of a new home in Brooklyn -- only a week or so away. From the apartment hunting, that is.