This is actually my third Democratic convention. My first was in 1988, when I went Atlanta as an intern to the Nebraska delegation. My job was to run embargoed copies of speeches from the copy center to the media outlets camped out in the basement — a job that doesn’t even exist anymore.

And last cycle, I found myself doing multiple interviews every day based on the mere fact that I was at the convention as a blogger. Questions were asked about the future of journalism. Hands were wrung. And, of course, this year the bloggers are basically running the show. We are all bloggers now.

In addition to the “credentialed bloggers” who are reporting live from the Pepsi Center, there’s The Big Tent — which is, yes, a big tent, filled with lots of people staring intently at their laptops while Google-sponsored massages work out the kinks caused by such activity. And then there are the reporters, who file on the hour these days but whose level of discourse remains only slightly less conventional than a typewriter.

The amount of news to come out of this event will probably vary in direct proportion to how many people are here to cover it, which is probably why journalists of all professional stripes are so eager to stoke the (supposed) lingering resentment on the part of Hillary supporters.

Already, this convention promises to be a little more exciting than those in the past, what with Hillary’s name being put up into nomination and the very real chance that some delegates will refuse to change their votes to give Obama a ceremonial unanimous victory. That gesture would give Hillary the dubious honor of being the second Democratic presidential candidate in modern history to receive votes at the national convention without receiving the nomination. She joins Dennis J. Kucinich on that short list.

The convention floor is a mess right now, all folding chairs and people walking in front of the C-SPAN camera without realizing it. There are, naturally, more reporters than delegates on the screen — in fact, I have yet to see a delegate, much less talk to one. This is my own fault, of course, but one I look forward to remedying at tonight’s “Happy Hour for Hillary” — sponsored by the RNC.

Ana Marie Cox, founding editor of the well-known political blog Wonkette, joins our coverage as special correspondent.