I'm in a pickle of a dilly here (said in Ned Flanders' voice). On the one hand, I don't want to write anything about the convention because its a serious non-event and makes me snooze just thinking about it. On the other hand, I have several blog mentors, friends, associates, and colleagues who are going to be there and I feel this pull to check in on what they're writing. What's a blogger to do?

Kevin, who is a fellow-traveller of sorts, will be there and has set up a website to aggregate the convention blogging experience.

Captain Ed, who I actually forked over some dough to this month (scroll down his right side-bar),will be there and is already anticipating the non-news coverage of the non-event.

Dean sometimes makes it over here to drop a comment or two, and I frequent his blog, but it seems the QOAE won't let him out of her sites. Instead he is sending the always prompt Karol who is doing her best reenactment of Planes, Trains, and Automobiles.

Roger L. Simon and Hugh Hewitt are more like mentors than peers. When I grow up, I want to be just like you. Only in the case of Roger, with more hair, and in Hugh's case sans the MN accent.

Scott, who I play TrackBack ping-pong with on occasion, is already photoblogging the pre-convention moonbat scene. It's a pity that Bill isn't going to be there to join in the fun. I wish Bill the best and hope whatever is going wrong in your private life will be righted.

Ok, so that will be the first and last post on the RNC. Good luck to all the bloggers who are going. Just remember, when you get caught between the barking-moonbat and NY City, the best that you can do is fall in love....or something like that.

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