Rally

"That's Bullshit,
Get off it.
This war is for profit.
End foreign occupation,
it's not the way to liberation."

This little rhyme was one of the many chants I barked throughout the streets of Washington today.


After waking up at 3:30 am, with only two hours of sleep under my belt, I eventually stumbled my way to the parking lot where a bus was to take me, for six hours, down to Washington, D.C.

Declining the coach bus (because it cost more money, and I'm an unemployed slacker), I headed onto a too-familiar yellow school bus. Because it was 4 am, it was cold, and I was tired.
This in addition to the horde of people loaded onto the bus proved I was ready to embark on a true hippie adventure. Oh, we didn't need any of those state-of-the-art individual television sets or oh-so-handy reading lamps that the yuppie coach riders were provided with, just give us one gee-tar and a bus load of people, and we were good to go.
However by the fifth hour on the springy bus seats that had been abused by classes of kindergartners, my ass and lower back were not so quick to agree.

With this I set off to meet up the hundreds of others for the March on Washington, part deux. After two pit stops, one depletion of my iPod battery, and a whole lotta hummus, six hours later, I arrived in Washington.

It was amazing. Am-a-zing.
Though I am truly not a hardcore liberal, the vibe and power that surged through the crowd was awesome.
Plus, there was a myriad of hot, collegiate, grungy, laid-back men to gawk at.
But since a picture's worth a hundred words and I've been awake for about 24 straight hours, allow me to present a powerpoint presentation of sorts to better convey the day's events:

I attempted to publish some pictures on photobucket, I'm not sure that idea went over so well, but here they are anyway. www.photobucket.com/albums/mindinparadox


The photos are not the most flattering but, hey, you try waking up in the wee hours of the morning and truckin' down to D.C. and back and then we'll see how pretty your hair looks. Mmkay.