I have to say that Hoeven is very personable. Except, of course, he greeted all the other media people at the airport as if they were old buddies "So your dad is ______, over at Game and Fish, huh? I guess you know the outdoors. And Ronna! It's always good to see you" blah blah blah. Me?

Silence.

It's not like he's never ever ever seen me before. He came up to Langdon just a few months back because of all the Main Street fires (Langdon seems to be a kind of Bermuda Triangle for crappy luck here in North Dakota), and I met him then. And I met him when I was at the capitol with my friend whose father is a representative. He even made the same silly joke then as he did this time, about how the paper I work for, the Cavalier County Republican, was a great name for a paper. Which, I suppose, should have been a sign he didn't remember me. The same joke. Twice. To the same person. In one year.