My apologies for the lateness of this post but after going the full gonzo during the NH primary (without benefit of alcohol, drugs or coffee) and an utter failure despite my body’s best efforts, to fall asleep at the wheel on the ride home with Stacy McCain at 3 a.m. Wednesday ,and the breaking of assorted speed limit laws while driving Stacy to the airport I was not physically able to stay awake long enough to get this last post up until now.
One aspect of Morning Joe that I didn’t mention was noting how the live bit reminded me of a stage play with the people involved rushing to get ready during commercial breaks
The bit with Willie Geist doing the town hall paid off in terms of prep time
The live pub location also meant the green room was pretty much the Pub bar or the chair before going live.
After Morning Joe was over I went out looking for Barnicle hoping to score an interview. I couldn’t find up downstairs so I headed for Radio row figuring he might park be grabbing some interviews.
It turned out he had not however I was informed that Gov Huntsman took the opportunity to hit Radio Row after Morning Joe. In retrospect it was a wise move.
At this point I had been up for about 28 hours and I had to find a place to get my posts ready etc I looked for a place to plug-in but the only plugs I spotted untaken were at the top of the stairs heading to the radio row. Unfortunately there was no chair available (the CBS Radio room had extras but when I asked for one I was informed they weren’t allowed to give them out. As I have absolutely no dignity when it comes to reporting I plugged in my PC, took off the sweater I was wearing and laid it down on the floor, crossed my legs to and sat down at the top of the stairs on my sweater to do my work.
This actually worked to my advantage as those stairs were the primary access point to Radio Row so almost everyone heading there had to pass by me…
…quite a few interviews took place right in front of me…
…and I could see if anything of interest happened near the CNN setup downstairs
After I finished writing and scheduling posts (a slow process as my brain functions were slowing down considerably I called Stacy McCain who I dropped off at GROK land at approximately 3:15 a.m. He was up and I offered to come and pick him up, he said he could get a ride here at 2 p.m. and suggested that I might consider crashing somewhere. This was in retrospect a sensible suggestion as I was at the 30 hour mark and after a night at the bar meeting people
and making friends
I was in no condition to drive, absence of alcohol not withstanding and crashing somewhere was infinitely preferable to crashing while driving to pick Stacy up. So I packed up my computer and looked for a chair, ANY chair and as luck would have it Michael Graham was inexplicably doing show-prep in an uncomfortable chair with an incredibly comfortable chair empty next to him.
He informed me the chair wasn’t taken and so I sat in it at once, looped my laptop bag around my leg, wrapped by scarf around my eyes and tilted my Stetson style hat over my eyes. The non-fedora paid off as the wider brim blocked out everyone else and I was asleep within minutes.
Around 3:15 or so I woke up. The first sight I saw was Fingers Malloy sitting across from me talking to an incredibly attractive woman I know from somewhere but whose name escapes me.
After assurances that I was not only sawing logs for about 15 minutes (was he keeping count?) I suddenly noticed that Rick Santorum picked that moment to come out of the hall right in front of me and head to radio row. Instantly fully awake I grabbed my camera and started recording:
I was a tad perturbed at my ejection from the radio room but it could be justified for three good reasons: 1. The place was swamped. 2. WCRN did not have a table there. 3. After having just woken up in a chair after 30 hours straight of being awake I was less presentable than Vermin Supreme on a bad hair day. (The irony that the previous night the occupiers assured me that they showered as I stood in the room unshowered for 33 hours was not lost on me) I did think however that closing the door on me so I couldn’t take still shots was bad form and uncalled for.
and hey at least being kicked out of Radio row where less that 6 hours earlier I was welcome and less than 24 hours earlier I was on the Michael Graham show was at least a story.
At this point I called Stacy again and this time he was ready for me, so I hopped in the car to go pick him up grabbing gas along the way.
Stacy being Stacy he wasn’t ready when I got there but that gave me time to finish a Rosary before we left for the DerryField Restaurant
There was a back room near the bar that was setup as an alternative filing room, I set up there with Stacy even though he had a place in the front and prepared to eat
While setting up in the back I noticed a table of fellows taking a look at us, never one to pass up the chance to talk to voters I went over and talked. It turned out the party included the owner of the place. Like many restauranteurs I’ve interviewed he talked about the need to be careful about expenses during harder times while keeping up quality. One method used is this 3-7 Menu:
I passed that menu around a bit and a lot of folks took advantage of it. I had the plain pizza as an appetizer, it was first-rate. Stacy had the Pepperoni for Supper. Ed Morrissey had the Crab Cakes.
As the returns came in, it was apparent that my bet was pretty much doomed thanks to democrats who choose to vote Huntsman over President Obama (who drew just under 49,000 votes failing to out-poll Ron Paul but edging Vermin supreme.) but that apparently thanks to the lack of an air game due to the time already purchased, the SOPA issue and Todd Palin’s endorsement of Newt Gingrich 4th place would be a battle as each candidate took turns in the spot.
After Romney, Paul and Huntsman spoke Senator Santorum arrived.
I thought the snark when he was introduced as the “Next president of the United States” as is traditional was uncalled for and unprofessional. Senator Santorum took the stage with his wife, daughter and son making his case:
He then greeted supporters for a bit
The final numbers gave Newt a 49 vote edge over Santorum. That was painful but it could be worse consider these numbers.
Vermin Supreme (d) 831
A sitting governor of Texas managed to edge this fellow
by under 1000 votes.
And you want me to be worried about Rick Santorum
missing 4th by 50 winning 4th by 138 votes
Around 11 p.m. or so Stacy was complaining about upload speeds so we prepared to leave:
I suggested we head to my house where he could upload but he preferred the Radison, so we headed there giving a lift to a fellow from the Wall Street Journal and I went over to J D’s pub to wait for Stacy who said he would only be an hour.
I ran into Fingers again along with Kerry Picket. One of the Democrats on the ballot showed up holding this sign
I would have done an interview but I was still too tired to do it coherently however something someone said, I don’t remember who it was inspired the muse and got me writing a piece that I’ll finish today for posting tomorrow, the writing was slow as I was a tad tired but I shortly noticed some of the guys I thought had done the Morning Joe setup 24 hours earlier. So I packed up looking for Stacy and found him hobnobbing near the front desk and we were on the road by 2:15 a.m.
It was slightly annoying for Stacy to keep asking me if I knew where I was going and if I was awake but in the end that helped keep me awake and uncrashed.
We got to the house at 3 a.m. but there was an issue with his boarding pass. It was just too late to worry about it I hit that sack figuring I’d fix the issue in the morning. The plan had been to leave by 8:30 to get Stacy to the Airport at 10, but I woke up at 9:30. I woke up Stacy and had him log onto my laptop and print his passes from there while I rushed his bags into the car. Thanks to a total disregard for speed limits and ignoring my usual disdain for toll roads I managed to make it to logan airport before 11 a.m.
My plans to hit the sack when I got home were unfortunately shattered by circumstances so I started uploading the videos and photos that you have just seen literally falling asleep at the keyboard until I woke up this morning to tell you this tale.
Update 2: Fixed the Wasserman-Schultz photo that didn’t scale properly