Well Played, Customers, Well Played.
I just wanted you to know that the last of plastic bags you guys bought for us went out this morning with block walkers in three neighborhoods. We also have phone bankers still working and people putting out signs at the early voting locations.
We had 67 brave and good-lookin’ souls show up this morning and take poll watcher training and then spend the day working for the Democratic ticket. You can only see part of the room in this photo because there were more folks behind me and more around the corner.
We are the Silver Democrats and we where the wild things are.
Thank you again to all you who contributed to the bags.
Where’s the *like* button? These are my people!
1Funny, but I don’t actually see a lot of “silver” in that pic. Must have been all behind JJ.
Those of us whose electoral votes are already in the Obama total without a vote being cast–with good reason, I might add–can do nothing but support and cheer those of you with a higher mountain to climb. It’s like the joke the Prez told at the Alfred E. Smith Foundation dinner last night, paraphrasing of course, that New Yorkers are just deciding which of them will snarl traffic in NYC every time they show up in town. There’s no question that NY is also in the Obama column. All of JJ’s work may come to naught, except on the local level of course, but Texas and Arizona could make things interesting enough to keep KKKKarl Rove from having a decent night’s sleep, like, forever.
That is a good thing.
2That picture looks like America to me and is a great sight.
3Forty Seven Per Cent
(Sung to the tune of ‘Seven and a Half Cents’ from ‘Pajama Game’, a Broadway musical/movie staring Doris Day.) by Ron Nelson
I figured it out,, I figured it out,, with my pencil and my pad I figured it out.
Forty seven per cent isn’t such a heck of a lot,
Forty seven per cent doesn’t mean a thing,
But fifty grand per dinner,, now that is really hot!!
And that’s enough to keep me living like a king.
Forty million poor folk, isn’t such a heck of a lot,
They don’t even bother me, they don’t mean a thing.
But lots and lots of millionaires, money in my campaign!!
Well, that’s enough to keep me living like a king.
I figured it out,, I figured it out,, with my pencil and my pad I figured it out.
Fourteen per cent, isn’t such a heck of a tax,
Fourteen per cent, doesn’t mean a thing,
But twenty million every year and every year and every year,,
That’s enough to keep me living like a king.
Lots of secrete bank accounts doesn’t mean a heck of a lot,
Cayman Islands, Switzerland, tax-shelters are my thing,
Quarter billion net worth,, now, that is really hot!!,,
And that’s enough to keep me living like a king.
I figured it out,, I figured it out,, with my pencil and my pad I figured it out.
Six houses that I own isn’t such a heck of a lot,
Elevator for my cars doesn’t mean a thing.
Servants, horses for my wife, and I will kid you not!!
That’s enough to keep me living like a king.
Bain Capitol was my thing,, bankrupting companies.
Making millions every time, doesn’t mean a thing.
Lots of people out of work, lots of jobs sent overseas
Was enough to keep me,, living like a king.
I figured it out,, I figured it out,, with my pencil and my pad I figured it out.
Forty seven per cent isn’t such a heck of a lot,
4Forty seven per cent doesn’t mean a thing.
But fifty grand per dinner,, now that is really hot!!
And that’s enough to keep me living like a king.