Babies, Pop, Raj and me

I’ve been in Raj headquarters for a while now but couldn’t share the excitement due to blog issues. So … a quick recap with more to come shortly.

1. If there are any babies left to kiss in this political season, they all seem to be here.

2. I get that campaign parties are different than, say, a party at Bonnie Bing’s, but still … no one looks good under lights like these.

3. Raj apparently has great — and varied — taste in music. There’s Pop & the Boys in one corner playing bluegrassy folk tunes, which is alternated with a great bluesy band (who? wish I knew). There seemed to be, and I’m not kidding, some canned rap in between. Folks, that’s diversity.

4. During a desperate dash to my car to hope the blog worked better from there, the candidate himself stopped me in the street. He was riding in the back of a nondescript four-door, sans suit and tie (at least I think that was the case — I was straddling the white line, so I had some other things on my mind) and advised he’ll be speaking soon. And here he is! Oh, wait, no. Sorry, that’s his brother. He’s about to tell a “Raj story!”