Code Neon Blue!

*sneaks in like a certain other fat, jolly old personage*

Sharing these just for fun:

I made that ornament at a Christmas Craft event.



Last panel of today’s Derf-toon, but it says it all.

*sneaks away again*

My current words: I’m still alive.

You’ve all been to those events where you introduce yourself by standing up and saying three words that illustrate why you’re there, who you are, and so on, right? I used to point to my hair and say, “Turning Colorado blue!” (And whaddaya know, it worked!)

I managed to survive my county wide Voter Reg project, and to be brutally honest I was planning to pretty much coast from October 6 through the election, because I really didn’t think there would be much left to do. (I know, clearly I was deranged.) But everyone had caught fire, and new projects kept being proposed, new events kept being set up, and so for the last month my Three Words were a snarly “God, what NOW?!?!”

But here we all are. We not only survived, we did a whole lot of winning! Here in Prowers, our voter turnout was 72.61%, and 58 percent of that was Early or Mail-In voting, so NO ONE got disenfranchised this year because the lines were so long they couldn’t get in. The county still went roughly 2 to 1 in favor of the GOP, but we can work on that over the next two years. :)

I think it may take just a little while to adjust to semi-normal life, but I’ll do my best. For now, here is a really great song that helped get me through. It’s called “I Approve This Message", although a good alternate title would be “We, The People".

Hey, any song that mentions St. Molly of Austin and has lyrics like these:

“I am the precinct walker
I am the polling place volunteer
I am the statistician and 4 out of 5 of me approve this message….”

is a good song.

Les MisObamas!

This video was the capper on a really good day. I bought a new t-shirt:

I got a lot of organizing done for our local New Voter Reg/Switch to Vote By Mail project, and in the mail I got two BIG packets of voter application forms from the SoS office!

I am prepared to be Unstoppable come Monday.

Wow, I really need to order some of those special days with the extra hours…I keep falling behind as new deadlines erupt!

Here’s a bit of cool news I ran across today. A rancher from the endangered Pinon Canyon region, Cathy Mullins, has donated an acre of land on her historic ranch to help raise funds to keep fighting the threatened expansion of the Army’s Pinon Canyon Maneuver Site. If you don’t recall the details on this horrible plan, no worries. Just click through HERE and browse through the tabs that explain what’s at stake.

Then go buy your square inch of land, a bargain at only $10! Hey, maybe you will get one near mine!

Not that I was there to see it. Keep reading, that event is today’s exciting ending.

As you may recall, on Wednesday I ended up sticking to The Big Tent rather than going out in search of excitement because I broke a wheel on the cart I was using to haul my ancient and heavy laptop around. I tried for a duct tape fix, but only managed to make it stable for standing still. Luckily, this was the last day I needed it for this trip. I have plans to cannibalize an old lawn mower for better, stronger wheels, so Cart-y WILL roll again someday!

Checking my email in The Big Tent, I found a message from Mendi C back home, asking me to send out a reminder about the Prowers County Democratic Service Project event, a food drive for our homeless shelter and food bank. (It was a big success, and I will be posting more about it soon.) Doing this was another reminder for me to do something about switching our county party e-newsletter away from the LAME MSN interface we currently use. It is a gigantic pain in the patoo and I hate it like poison.

A couple of big names stopped to give interviews next to where I was sitting that morning. Joe Trippi and The Kos His Ownself were two of them, and I saw several people with hefty entourages, so no doubt they were celebripols of some type. But check out who was blogging RIGHT ACROSS FROM ME!

Yes, Rich from MichiganLiberal! I first met him at Frankenoid’s Garden Party on Sunday, before he had acquired BobbleObama. One of the sights from Denver I wish I had captured for posterity was Rich at the party, trying to hula hoop with a big string of glow sticks. Sadly, the necklace attachers do not hold up against the force of such awesomeness.

At 3, I returned for another stint of volunteering in the Battery Sauna. I don’t have any notes about this shift — I think my main accomplishment was getting caught up on my email and usual online reading. It was a less hectic day than Monday, as well. Probably most of the bloggers had worked out their own systems for staying powered up. We were still doing a land office business in those giant wheeled batteries, though.

Happily, I didn’t have to stay as late Wednesday. I begged off, using the excellent excuse that I was supposed to be coming in the next morning at 7. Between the heat in the room and my dwindling ratio of sleep time to activity, I was starting to feel a touch of nausea, one of the warning signs of an impending CFS crash. Balancing my cart on its one good wheel, I started heading to the 16th Street Mall lightrail stop.

Even in my weary haze, I could see something was going on. I ran into a highly annoyed Jen Caltrider in the outdoor bench area of the Tattered Cover, who explained they had cordoned off the Union Station parking lot because someone had spotted a suspicious-looking abandoned package. So all the poor people who had been lucky enough to score the good parking were now stuck for who knew how long!

It turned out later to have been a box of some kind of campaign literature. They found that out after they blew it up. Maybe the canine that reacted to it as though it was a threat was a Republidog?