burritos for obama...

i decided last night, after the bomber game, that i would hit the road and see what the election felt like. or would feel like. and let me say this up front - i am not an overly political person - really, i'm not, but this bush shit can't go on for another four or eight years and mccain is exactly that so...go barry! he was barry in university, now he's barack, and that's just fine with me. sometimes i'm garn, other times garnet. i'll answer to either, depending.
the border guard last night, or rather this morning around 1:30 am, didn't seem to understand what it was i was doing...
"where are you going?"
"i'm going down to check out the election.."
"why"
"i think it could be very interesting"
(with a strange look on his face..) "how's that?"
"it's a huge moment in US history..."
short, yet seemingly long, stare.
then the usual questions...what did i do, was lawn order my company, etc...and i was then handed my passport, and away. he wasn't happy. fuck him.
i didn't need to get down here at any certain time but wanted to avoid the border this morning so...it was bedtime in bellingham. i camped-out in a parking area near the horseshoe, a greasy diner with a lounge - mishi loves the horseshoe....and when i woke-up at 7:30 am...i had a ticket. i'm not sure if it was a ticket for parking all night or for sleeping there or...it stayed on my window long after my horseshoe egg breakfast and on down the highway as it poured rain...
i rolled in to seattle and my first thought was to go and see libby. she's a good one that libby..and as it turns out she, and this has been in the works forever, is moving to LA to be with her man. finally.
i hung out with her and her wicked pooch, tango, for a bit and then helped her get her car to the mechanic in ballard by following her there and giving her a ride back...we cruised around a bit and then it was time for her to work and for me to go see what was what...we're gonna meet up later and have a drink or food or both - she also has a bunch of post-election parties to go to with all her pals and i may tag along for a bit...she's got a whole laod of cool friends who are all barry supporters so it could be good... suspect at some point i'll have to bail because of my lack of sleep last night and go sleep on the I-5 somewhere.
i'm not sure if i'll come home tomorrow or not...i had plans to go south and see what was happening post election, sit and talk to the locals but, maybe i'll get all the action i need right here...i'll have a dick's burger and mull it over.
there's a strange sense of calm here. the streets are slinet, for the most part - like people have stayed home today or gone out to vote and then home. a large portion of the population voted by absentee ballot, even of they weren't going to be away. the downtown is quiet, not many cars, not that many supporters for either side on street corners waving falgs and signs. it kinda seems like business as usual, just quieter.
i'll tell you what though. i while back i tried to buy some barrack gear on line but because i'm not a US citizen, i couldn't. they view it as a political contribution and you have to be a US citizen to do so...so today i went by the campain office and tried to buy some while i was here....i just wanted to get a sticker for my car and one for issy. at the door they asked me if i was there to volunteer...
"nope, i'm here to buy some merch"
"oh, ok"
"yup, i'm a canadian just wanting to lend my support"
"oh, well, we can't sell it to you..."
"oh...ok. what if i took back the part about being canadian?"
"you have to show i.d. to buy anything"
"really?"
"yes.."
and away i went empty handed...it was lunchtime anyways and i wanted to try the new bimbo's bitchin' burritos location on capital hill. a burrito for barry, and also figure out a way to get a few stickers and crap.
and really, in the end it was all about distraction. i went back down to the office and walked right in and ask if i could buy some stickers. and after being told i would have to fill out some paperwork for the stickers, and i even said i didn't want to sign anything, i asked her a few times about different items they had for sale, changed my order a couple times, asked a few stupid question, had another conversation with another woman about the s.f. giants, because i was wearing a baseball hat...and then, i just left. stickers in hand. nice....
i love it.
ok...i've gotta call libby...

g. xo

libby and tango.

a lot of the overpasses have people waving signs and flags and banners.

wall of obama.

action downtown.

pre-election breakfast.

broadway in seattle.

sticker action.

burrito for barry.

the small woman in front was getting the gears from the kids in the back. she was the only mccain supporter on that side of the street.

this house belonged to an older woman who refused to move. so they built their new building around her place. that's wicked.