When Mike told me that he'd spent his morning...

My daily awesome for Tuesday was when my friend Mike, whom I was driving to the airport to catch a flight to Denver, told me that he'd spent his morning scrubbing the kitchen floor of his old apartment, his afternoon eating fried cheese curds on a slab of concrete at the State Fair, and that tonight he would be dinning and drinking with congresspeople and super delegates at the Democratic National Convention. It's like a Cinderella story!