Random Celebrity Spotting

Ah, to spot the people on tee vee without their makeup on.  Good times.

I am currently blogging from the lobby of the Crowne-Plaza in St. Paul, and because I AM AN IDIOT and screwed up my times for these little RedState brunches (I was lucky that Fred was running late yesterday.), I have some time to kill. 

I have, within the last half hour, seen:

John Boehner, House Minority Leader.  He was stuck in the back of an elevator and looked extremely uncomfortable.

I actually got in the elevator and rode up to the 22nd floor, only realizing that I couldn't get into the ballroom when the elevator refused to go that far.  Whoops.  Anyway, guess who was standing right next to me?  Alan Colmes.  With a pair of blue-lensed sunglasses and a big honkin' cup of Starbucks in his hand.  He looked tired, and I had to wonder, once again, what exactly is his purpose in life.  I often wonder this whenever I get stuck watching Hannity and Colmes, because, well, it really never seems like he actually does anything, and whatever he does actually do, well, his heart obviously isn't in it.  That's just my impression, anyway.  I could be wrong.  Some woman from the Texas delegation, who was getting off as he was getting on, saw him, said his name loudly, and then told him "I always pray for you, Alan."  Everyone laughed, but he was very classy and thanked her, and said he appreciated it, even though it was meant jokinginly.    

I meandered my way over to the Starbucks stand, and as I was walking back over to the main part of the lobby, I saw Mort Kondracke slinging his bag over his shoulder, squaring his shoulders and heading off to another day of punditry at the Fox booth.

We'll see who else shows up while I'm hanging out here, drinking my coffee.