(the title comes from the punctuation of my previous Facebook status: Adam is door-knocking for Obama on Saturday at 2. Who's with me‽)

Today I enjoyed a 2 hour walk, knocking on doors and distributing Obama's "Economic Security" literature in north Minneapolis.  A few portraits:

The highlight of the day was Jeffrey, the blond and chin-scruffed ( Read more... )

"This is the only book you'll need," he said, rummaging through his plastic back for a well-worn King James edition of The Holy Bible.
"I've heard of it."
"It has all the answers you'll need."
I pause, look up from my new book"It's a complicated book ( Read more... )

"What is the frangrance of your world?" Micheal, a pudgy-bellied, lanky-haired late-teen, freaked out all the old ladies on the usher staff. He appeared in violation of Usher Rule #...... intoxicants..... Well, anyway, we wandered away quickly.

Notes from the Usher Meeting: 1300 people. Continuous late seating. 4:05, doors open. Food and ( Read more... )

I tied my maroon wallpaper-design tie and adjusted Jesse's so it was right. "Usher" pins on both our standard-issue black vests. We were ready.

We'd received our training earlier, and knew the Ted Mann Concert Hall pretty well. Seats with "A" and "1" were closest to the stage. In case of fire, lead people outside. In case of tornado, lead ( Read more... )

After waiting in line at the post office, it was my turn! I sauntered up and ordered priority shipping for the Casa Field gifts. More waiting. Meanwhile, a middle-aged woman flustered her way up to the counter just next to me, setting packages over the mailslot and making a fuss about how she wasn't ready but wanted the prices for this-and-that ( Read more... )

I'm in a Kinko's now. Or "FedExKinko's" as they prefer to be called now. I'm waiting. The manager-guy generously let me use his computer-card to tool around on this here WWW while I wait for their shipping specialist to arrive ( Read more... )

This was an amazing Thanksgiving. We awoke late, brunched on a marvelous concoction of eggs, potatoes, bacon & cheese (baked 45 minutes in a pie dish), smoked a-plenty, then meandered to the Loring Pasta Bar for dinner. This was a very good choice, for Thanksgiving. We arrived at 4:30 -- 30 minutes before the place was to be opened to the public ( Read more... )

The walk from bus to work is lovely. A stately young tree, adorned in reddened gold, reached out as I passed. I looked around. Not a single beautiful leaf had fallen, as if all this work cannot be so easily lost. I wondered if the leaves will turn white, to hide through the winter ( Read more... )

I certainly didn't expect a glass-walled booth -- housing three girls in swimsuits -- to be parked across from my bus stop. Loud, happy music (Shakira, for the moment) guides one girl as she dances in place, like a bored, modest stripper ( Read more... )

(That'd be me.)I have passed a milestone, in my unemployment. I struggled out of bed at 7:30 this morning, vomited out fermented pasta, then returned to bed. Hungover on a Wednesday morning, I settled in for 2 more hours sleep. And now I'm drinking a Shiner Bock ( Read more... )