Good Stuff Roundup, DNC Happy-Cry Edition [8.23.24]
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What a week! And I mean that in the best way! After sleeping off my late night watching the convention along with the case of COVID I contracted somewhere in DC—mask up people, the FLiRT variation doesn’t fuck around—I have been buzzing on good vibes and whatever hopefulness I’m allowing myself to feel in 2024 (just because the Hillary PTSD since 2016 is still kicking around). So much fun and joy and optimism abounds and I cannot wait to get out there and help make Kamala Harris our 47th president.
First, download the DNC states’ roll call playlist here. It slaps, as the kids say (Hi to my girls! Just want to make sure you’re not at all cringing rn because I’m so cool and hip and happening).
Who caught The Pack Drumline?! It’s hard to pick what was more amazing about them. Their musical talent and artistry? Their energy and acrobatic skills? Or, their retro-stylish costuming and how each of their Nike headbands all fell over their eyes at exactly the same time during their performance?
Do I need to say more than ‘Gus Walz’ before everybody starts crying again? Probably not.
Speaking of the first family of Minnesota, Tim Walz’s former high school football players showed up onstage for him, looking jubilant albeit slightly uncomfortable in their 20-year-old jerseys. (Let’s pause to think what it says about Coach Walz that these grown men had their old uniforms at the ready, all these years later.) That the guy who introduced Walz with a sweet and funny speech—replete with a snowbank joke—was his next-door neighbor and former student from Mankato just added another perfect touch. Clear eyes, full hearts, can’t lose!
The DNC ushered in the social media reemergence of not only the hilarious and lovely Meena Harris, Kamala’s niece, but of her adorable daughters Leela and Amara Ajagu. First, the girls periodically stole the show with their hand-drawn convention signs; later, they dazzled with their instruction on how to pronounce their auntie’s name; then surprised absolutely no one with their enthusiasm for the hundreds of balloons that dropped from the United Center ceiling after Kamala’s incredible acceptance. (Watch Meena’s Instagram story from today before it vanishes, especially the segment about Leela losing her shoe on stage.)
Last, because we haven’t gone through that box of Kleenex just yet, this iconic photo of Amara watching her great-aunt’s historic speech, by Todd Heisler of The New York Times:
Good Stuff Roundup, DNC Happy-Cry Edition [8.23.24]
Good Stuff Roundup, DNC Happy-Cry Edition [8.23.24]
Good Stuff Roundup, DNC Happy-Cry Edition [8.23.24]
What a week! And I mean that in the best way! After sleeping off my late night watching the convention along with the case of COVID I contracted somewhere in DC—mask up people, the FLiRT variation doesn’t fuck around—I have been buzzing on good vibes and whatever hopefulness I’m allowing myself to feel in 2024 (just because the Hillary PTSD since 2016 is still kicking around). So much fun and joy and optimism abounds and I cannot wait to get out there and help make Kamala Harris our 47th president.
First, download the DNC states’ roll call playlist here. It slaps, as the kids say (Hi to my girls! Just want to make sure you’re not at all cringing rn because I’m so cool and hip and happening).
I mean, there is so much schadenfreude to find in Trump’s meltdown last night, but that he was unable to stop poking buttons on his phone during his live Fox News interview had me cackling all day.
Who caught The Pack Drumline?! It’s hard to pick what was more amazing about them. Their musical talent and artistry? Their energy and acrobatic skills? Or, their retro-stylish costuming and how each of their Nike headbands all fell over their eyes at exactly the same time during their performance?
Do I need to say more than ‘Gus Walz’ before everybody starts crying again? Probably not.
Speaking of the first family of Minnesota, Tim Walz’s former high school football players showed up onstage for him, looking jubilant albeit slightly uncomfortable in their 20-year-old jerseys. (Let’s pause to think what it says about Coach Walz that these grown men had their old uniforms at the ready, all these years later.) That the guy who introduced Walz with a sweet and funny speech—replete with a snowbank joke—was his next-door neighbor and former student from Mankato just added another perfect touch. Clear eyes, full hearts, can’t lose!
The DNC ushered in the social media reemergence of not only the hilarious and lovely Meena Harris, Kamala’s niece, but of her adorable daughters Leela and Amara Ajagu. First, the girls periodically stole the show with their hand-drawn convention signs; later, they dazzled with their instruction on how to pronounce their auntie’s name; then surprised absolutely no one with their enthusiasm for the hundreds of balloons that dropped from the United Center ceiling after Kamala’s incredible acceptance. (Watch Meena’s Instagram story from today before it vanishes, especially the segment about Leela losing her shoe on stage.)
Last, because we haven’t gone through that box of Kleenex just yet, this iconic photo of Amara watching her great-aunt’s historic speech, by Todd Heisler of The New York Times: