Of course, the party would not be complete without Abraham Lincoln. And it’s a good day to ask America’s 16th president what he thinks of it all, Tuesday’s big vote. As I write, on a window sill behind my desk sits a bust of Lincoln, otherwise known as Honest Abe.
Jean and I are packing to return to Hamilton to deliver our first child. And at the top of my to-do-in-Hamilton list, besides “get diapers for the bambino,” is watch a big, fat movie. There’s a single theatre here in Sana’a, a town of one million, but considering it’s infested with rats or something similarly revolting, I’ve avoided it.