"Oh for goodness sakes." Click.
"Democrats suck." "That's not very nice sir." "That's how I feel."
"I wouldn't vote for a Republican if you paid me a million dollars!"
"I used to vote Republican, I even voted for Bush the first time. But I'll never vote for one again. I've never seen the country go so bad so fast in my life."
"I can't hear you, you need to speak up...I still can't understand what you are saying." (I really don't want to get old and not be able to hear or know what the hell is going on in the world.)
"Greetings fellow human. We're not home right now..."
"There are a shit-ton of voters who are undecided in all races." - DFL Staffer
Even more are not home, ever.
"If politics is hollywood for ugly people, local politics is community theater." - DFL Staffer
Way too many people feel this way:
"I haven't made any decisions yet and I'm not going to until I walk in the booth."
Most voters are named: Robert, Dale, John, Patricia, or Beverly. But my favorite names are currently Lucinda and Daisy.
Joys this week are persuading lots leaning Republicans and undecideds to vote for Olson.
The sad thing is that Brian, Nate and Jess are out of the office way more, canvassing in the their districts.
I think the general population believes that saying they are undecided means they get out of the call. Hello people - just means I will call you again!
Why do disconnected tones need to be so loud?
Guthrie caravaned 25 people over to Grand Rapids for the Green Cheese picnic. Pictures to come soon.
And 9pm.
And 10pm at 209.
And Friday night. And Saturday night. And Sunday morning.
And identifying someone we don't have any information about as a strong Democrat. Or identifying them as a Republican so we won't ever waste any money on them again.
Well, there have been some good things that have happened since June, namely that Jessica has moved in to my apartment and is working for the DFL Coordinated Campaign. We live in a pink wonderland in our tool shed apartement. We also have a non-rent paying house guest who works for the coordinated as well. He is supposed to move out soon and move out into his district.
I spend all my days at the DFL office. I and the coordinated staff can't get enough of each other and so we spend every night after 10 at various bars around town.
I've probably said too much already. But I'll leave you with this last thought. All I think about when I'm on the road to go canvass is how the RVs mock me with their out of state plates and lazy, slow driving. Always when I'm in a hurry.
Gotta go out. Peace.