I’m bypassing the parties this year and staying home with my bowl of candy corn and my phone headset. Boring, I know.
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p>But I will take a walk around the neighborhood in the gloaming to admire peoples jack-Obama-lanterns and enjoy the delight of the tiny goblins as they hold up households for candy.
I’ve always wanted to go as Frank Skellington, but am never organized enough to put anything together in time. Maybe next year – or maybe sunday in honor of el dia de los muertos.
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2020 years ago
complete with a clipboard, sweater, BHO buttons, and I’m even rocking a beard to be more New Hampshireish.
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p>Then, I went around my building and tried to get people to volunteer to join me this weekend. A few folks seemed interested… we’ll see if they show up.
Tell us how you dressed, please. It keeps the spirits up. My latest stint of phoning yielded 4 “yes on Prop 8” voters for every “no” voter. NOT the odds I like, but I’m hoping it’s only because it’s only the uber-superstitious xtians that are answering the phones right now because they refuse to take their kids out to revel in satan’s orgy of C6H12O6. All the nice folks are out having fun with the kids and doing some well-deserved partying and I’ll be flooded with “NO’s” tomorrow afternoon.
I’m bypassing the parties this year and staying home with my bowl of candy corn and my phone headset. Boring, I know.
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p>But I will take a walk around the neighborhood in the gloaming to admire peoples jack-Obama-lanterns and enjoy the delight of the tiny goblins as they hold up households for candy.
I’ll be doing more of that tomorrow. It’s going to be really close, but I’m heartened to see polls show a slight advantage on the equality side.
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p>And No on 8 has put out a great new ad by the way.
I’ve always wanted to go as Frank Skellington, but am never organized enough to put anything together in time. Maybe next year – or maybe sunday in honor of el dia de los muertos.
complete with a clipboard, sweater, BHO buttons, and I’m even rocking a beard to be more New Hampshireish.
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p>Then, I went around my building and tried to get people to volunteer to join me this weekend. A few folks seemed interested… we’ll see if they show up.
I know Manchester had their trick o treatin’ on Sunday (they always do) so that would have been a good place to canvass tonight.
I’m not saying how I dressed up because the people who did campaigning tonight shame me. I am shamed.
Tell us how you dressed, please. It keeps the spirits up. My latest stint of phoning yielded 4 “yes on Prop 8” voters for every “no” voter. NOT the odds I like, but I’m hoping it’s only because it’s only the uber-superstitious xtians that are answering the phones right now because they refuse to take their kids out to revel in satan’s orgy of C6H12O6. All the nice folks are out having fun with the kids and doing some well-deserved partying and I’ll be flooded with “NO’s” tomorrow afternoon.
While answering the door. Lots of pleasant comments.
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p>Moonbats, of course, are friendly, warm hearted, and generous!
I had a choice between a movie-quality costume that was classy and sexy at the same time, and a lump of broken glass that would get jammed in my skin.
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p>Undecided about which to pick, I sat on my butt and waited to be interviewed. Then I forgot it was Halloween.