I just got a copy. Can't wait to settle in with it and savor every word.

She's my hero.

And for those who don't like it for whatever pathetic "because..." excuse, all I have in response is STFU.

Take a number.

We talked about it in Dianne Feinstein's office when our Indivisible group held our meeting there

today. That was one of our three big "asks." But EVERYBODY needs to jump in on this. Her State Director, with whom we met, told us that the most effective thing we can do is make a big noise about it. Nag, call, write, and then nag, call, and write AGAIN - to make sure they know. This was the main instruction for a slew of measures about which we voiced concern. Keep making noise about it.

trump's good buddy Vlad would appreciate this little gift.

We're working on it!

Well, SOMEBODY had to. This was way too focused and targeted to be shot-in-the-dark stuff.

THIS MANY "lucky breaks"? I don't think so.

Haven't got her book yet, but she wrote a terrific article

about her campaign experiences for Marie Claire magazine. Amazing account! I've only been on the road covering a story for brief moments. My most prominent assignment was covering one of the first space shuttle landings at Edwards Air Force Base. A bunch of us were camped up there for several days at this little motel in California City. That was quite an adventure but a microscopic pittance compared to what Katy Tur went through.

And nobody I covered ever threatened or insinuated threats against me or tried to stir up an already rowdy and hostile crowd against me personally! The worst I got was when I very politely asked a grumpy old dude at the next table if he might please not smoke his cigar when our food was about to be served, at a restaurant where our whole extended crew of reporters, producers, and engineers was going to have dinner. He glared at me in the greatest umbrage and loudly replied "I will NOT!"

I returned to our table where about eight of us were seated. One of the guys asked how it went and I said the old cranky dude refused. And one of the other guys who was seated next to me turned toward where the grumpy old dude was seated and thundered "WELL, SOME PEOPLE ARE JUST ASSHOLES!" The whole restaurant heard it. The grumpy old dude and his dinner companions got up and left. So I guess that was one way to snuff out somebody else's stinky cigar.

This was, mind you, before laws were enacted prohibiting smoking in restaurants - which came as as a HUGE relief for someone like me, who loves to eat but has trouble doing so with cigar smoke wafting around near me.

A great relief to hear from you, Will!

Glad you're safe, at least. Mighty glad you checked in!

Damn getting old.

Much love & empathy & good vibes to you, my friend. My husband and I are getting up there ourselves.

Getting old is definitely NOT for the faint-hearted! You do not struggle or face this alone.

And btw, your writing still looks great and totally coherent to me!

+ another 1000.

Times ANOTHER 1000.