Next week I’ve got some meetings in Los Angeles and will be there for a few days, and a friend of mine has helped me set up a meet-and-greet for a few hours while I’m there. I know I haven’t held a meet-and-greet in every city I’ve visited, and most recently I got some hatemail [...]
It’s no secret that if I got to choose the way I die I wouldn’t mind being buried alive by a mountain of notebooks, and I don’t think it’s possible to own too many. In fact, I have no less than four notebooks in my purse right now, five on my desk, and several thousand [...]
He may not answer the questions you want to hear, but he’s going to talk straight to the American people and let them know his track record also.
Yesterday it snowed about six inches, enough to knock over the “Matheson for Congress” sign in our yard and bury it completely. Jon and I joked that if this winter is anything like the one last year we won’t see that sign again until May. And instead of laughing we cried.