Showing posts with label 1/17. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1/17. Show all posts

Thursday, January 17, 2008

1/17 Photos: Never Forget

The live blogging started here. Or just scroll down about 6 posts.


Creepy W shrine next to my seat.


In the reflection of the mirror, you can see the lady who was spying on me.



Florida Attorney General Bill McCollum, who's way gay for 9udy.




Various 9udy pics follow






























Reflections of 1/17



Back at work now. Blah blah blah.

First things first. He did show up around 9/11. I mean 9:11.

When 9udy walked in the old people around me acted like it was the 2nd Coming of Christ.

He only said 9/11 one time, making me a pretty sad panda.

There were a couple of talkers. But not rude talkers in the way of people talking through movies. More of a douchey overzealous xenophobic type of rude interruption. "That's right, 9udy. You give back that Saudi money", etc. (Not a joke)

There was a collective groan when 9udy was talking about how most Muslims are nice and it's a peaceful religion, yada yada yada. The crowd did not like that one at all. I don't know if they were expecting him to bring an Iraqi kid in on a leash and waterboard him right in front of us or what.

He wasn't there for very long. You got the sense that he had better places to be. Looked pretty nervous, too.

I took some vid with my digi, but now realize that it has no sound. That blows.

There was a young guy straight in front of him during the Q & A that had his hand up the whole time, but was never called on. Maybe 9udy thought he was a covert paultard (which isn't true. What paultard wakes up before noon?)

Moral from 9udy: Vote for me. I arrested people and stuff. Brown people are coming here to kill you and then take your medecine. Clinton and Obama are going to mug you on the side of the street for your spare change. I heart Florida. Please vote for me 'cause noone else has so far.

Moral from me: That was def not worth getting up at 7.

I Really Need a Smoke

So far, 9udy is 30 mins late. Expected. All candidates run on BPT (if you have to ask, you'll probs be offended)

How badass would it be if he showed up at 9:11?

Fuck this, I may just leave.

Dbag HS Reporters Smell Like Teen Spirit

Maybe not Teen Spirit, but they're all doused in perfume and it's killing my nose.

Since when do high school journalists wear press passes?

Does that really get them through police barricades at crime scenes?

Oh, and ENUFF WITH THE HILLARY MUG!!!

Now I'm getting testy and I can't smoke. Maybe this was a bad idea.

Fan of Patriot Act Behind Me

There's a lady who keeps looking over my shoulder as I write and she's beginning to make me angry.

Listen, I know as a 9udy fan, ur def up for invasion of privacy.

But, if you're reading this (and I know you are) please cease from breathing down my neck. This is a Blackberry, not a bottle of Vicodin.

I'm a Shitty Friend

I was trying to save a seat for my bff Ri, but some blue hairs totes strong-armed me into giving it up.

Now I'm all alone amongst 24 fans who get a thrill off of being scared shitless.

:(

Mission Accomplished!!!

I actually woke up at 7am. 7 fucking am.

Made it to the Magnolia Grill, where 9udy is going to speak in about 30 mins or so.

Got a great seat, so I'm sure to be spit on.

Observations:

Lots and lots of old people.

Lots of people meaning to dress well, but ending up looking like some shitty funeral attendants.

Crisis!!! Someone brought their coffee in a Hillary mug, and its the end of the world. If I hear one more thing about that stupid GD Hillary mug, everyone's getting clotheslined.

Oh, and there's an uber creepy W shrine to my right.