Hey Guys -- I just am getting around to blogging today. The storms that struck Tennessee were ferocious and deadly, and I stayed up all night listening to the wind whip around my house and lamenting the fact that we have no basement.

On a lighter note, I was so wrapped up calling people in my county and encouraging them to vote for Gov. Romney that I almost forgot my own name was going to be on the ballot. It was quite odd to vote for yourself, even if it was just to be a delegate.

Also, I noticed that Gov. Romney did well in urban areas of the south. However, there was one small blip -- my own county -- Maury in Tennessee, the Mule Capital of the World -- went for one Williard Mitt Romney.