Kottke pointed to the Tim Walz Fixed Your Bicycle site. (Or you can follow this link.)

On my way home from Publix, encountering my fellow Nocatee-ans, (not to be confused with Nocateens, the juvenile of the species), a "Tim Walz..." occurred to me, which then prompted a whole series on the way home.

The ones I recall follow:

Tim Walz uses his turn signals.

Tim Walz returns his shopping cart.

Tim Walz polices his brass. (Military reference. "Brass" are spent shell casings.)

Tim Walz picks up after his dog.

Tim Walz recycles.

Tim Walz picked up your trash can after the wind knocked it over and put the trash back in.

Tim Walz let you use his pickup truck to get a box spring.

That's about all I can recall.

I suppose it's possible we can get a little too excited about Tim Walz. All men have feet of clay, after all.

But I'm certain that Tim Walz is among the ranks of the "genuinely nice men" in the world.

Not "perfect." Just a decent human being.

Originally posted at Nice Marmot 15:25 Saturday, 10 August 2024