It is primary day for Indiana.
One again the rally thread post finds me on a train to Manhattan. Pouring sheets of rain outside. Dripping umbrella under my seat. Personal hotspot on my iPhine makes Free Republic possible on my tablet. But I’ll lose you all once I get past the 125th St station and descend into the tunnels under the concrete canyons of midtown.
If it stops raining, I’ll head over to Trump Tower and take some pictures to post here later. Our next president will be in the house and preparing for his victory speech later tonight. Well probably not preparing as he will ad lib the whole thing I’m sure, but anticipating and surely having some butterflies in his stomach knowing that a strong victory tonight makes it a virtual certainty that the nomination is his.
Very busy day for me at work but I’ll be sure to check in here from time to time. Have a business dinner tonight and I hope to be home in time for Trump’s speech. But I’ll be checking returns on my phone at the dinner table over my steak, bacon and Brussels sprouts. Hope I don’t get my hand slapped.
Just breaking, one of our servicemen killed in Iraq. Here is starts, Folks.
Does Trump get butterflies?
I wonder.