When I was in seventh grade, I was a huge Piers Anthony fan and read his "Total Recall," among all the centaurs and griffins and crap.

Maybe about a year later, my mom was generous enough to overlook the R rating and let me go watch the movie, where an extra feels up a mutated lady with three boobs and says "you make me wish I had three hands!" and Arnold's eyes pop out as he gasps for oxygen on Mars.

Fast forward to tonight.

Well, turns out I'm not heading to the convention panel tomorrow. Management did not give the green light, as expected. ... It is what it is.

But I still did get to cover the Gubernator, which was a lot of fun. Growing up in God's Country you get acquainted with a lot of Hollywood encounters, but there's still something rad (no 80s pun intended) when you're there with the Terminator, the Commando - the Predator star of your youth. The same actor who, incidentally, is now challenging a judge's "unconstitutional" ruling on violent video games.

"You're a funny man, Sully. That's why I'm gonna kel yoo last."

I woke up Friday and the LA Times guy had a great article on the political situation. Fast forward about eight hours, and I think I'm sitting next to him after chasing the article's background info all day. He filed another story tonight from the convention, and I'm stoked that in a day I at least picked up on the broader themes of God's Country's conservative political situation, I think. Yay.

Also, your Glorious God's Country Dodgers lost by a run in the 9th inning to the hated NoCal Giants tonight, in the midst of a tight wild card race.

I never thought I'd say this, but thank God I was surrounding by conservative Republicans in every direction tonight.

I wouldn't have it any other way.