Hillary Clinton has exaggerated and outright inflated her claims of "foreign policy experience" in places like China, Ireland, Rwanda, and Kosovo. She has virtually no experience, and she is NOT ready on day one for anything more than more triangulation and deception.
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Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Friday, March 07, 2008
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Larry David's Obama Ad
Here's an idea for an Obama ad: a montage of Clinton's Sybillish personalities that have surfaced during the campaign with a solemn voiceover at the end saying, "Does anyone want this nut answering the phone?"
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Monday, March 03, 2008
Saturday, March 01, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
A moment of wonderful
OMAR ALMODOVAR
1961 - 2008
I encourage you to click on this link and listen to "A Moment of Wonderful." It will play automatically. Omar recorded it last month even as cancer was taking him from us.
http://www.unitytampa.org/omar61.htm
Before I became politically active in 2004, I was very active in local Tampa Bay area musical theatre productions. I met Omar when he was performing as Jesus in St. Paul's production of Jesus Christ Superstar. My daughter, Rachel, was also in that show. The first time I ever heard Omar sing, I was absolutely blown away. His voice was pure heaven to me. They repeated Jesus Christ Superstar in 2002 at the Cuban Club in Ybor City.
I eventually worked and performed with Omar in at least 5 shows. I have not seen Omar for a couple of years but I am thankful that I had so many opportunities to work with him. I was blessed by knowing him, listening to him and performing with him. I am very thankful that he gave me so many moments of wonderful. I will miss his vibrant personality, striking eyes and amazing voice.
Sheri and Omar:
I am just guessing at the lyrics:
A Moment of Wonderful
by John McEwen and Omar Almodovar
recorded January 2008
1961 - 2008
I encourage you to click on this link and listen to "A Moment of Wonderful." It will play automatically. Omar recorded it last month even as cancer was taking him from us.
http://www.unitytampa.org/omar61.htm
Before I became politically active in 2004, I was very active in local Tampa Bay area musical theatre productions. I met Omar when he was performing as Jesus in St. Paul's production of Jesus Christ Superstar. My daughter, Rachel, was also in that show. The first time I ever heard Omar sing, I was absolutely blown away. His voice was pure heaven to me. They repeated Jesus Christ Superstar in 2002 at the Cuban Club in Ybor City.
I eventually worked and performed with Omar in at least 5 shows. I have not seen Omar for a couple of years but I am thankful that I had so many opportunities to work with him. I was blessed by knowing him, listening to him and performing with him. I am very thankful that he gave me so many moments of wonderful. I will miss his vibrant personality, striking eyes and amazing voice.
Sheri and Omar:
I am just guessing at the lyrics:
A Moment of Wonderful
by John McEwen and Omar Almodovar
recorded January 2008
Waiting I wander
I follow my feet
Walking down cold hospital halls
The funeral is simple
I quietly grieve
I feel like a prisoner of it all
Keeping covered up for fear
That I’ll lose a life… hold dear
How can I cope
How can I live
How can this be
How can I love
I sit in the moonlight
Crickets are singing
I wonder if souls live in the stars
Then in an instant
I’m looking at me
The I of the future looking back
With non-judgmental eyes
And he’s helping me to see
I can see
I can see me
I can see light
I can see love
In a moment of wonderful
Suddenly
I feel well
all is well
and I am all I need
In a moment of wonderful
I can see for miles around
I put my broken crutches down
And suddenly I can fly
In a moment of wonderful
I can see
I can see life
I can see me
I can see light
I can see love
I can see truth
I can feel peace
Tonight
Monday, February 11, 2008
John.he.is
After Senator Barack Obama wins the Democratic nomination, the real fun can begin. Here's a preview of what is to come:
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Maria made me cry today
As bobnbob will gladly tell you, I don't cry often; at least not in public. But, Maria Shriver made me cry today. She made me proud to be an American, proud to be a woman, a mother, a daughter, a grassroots organizer, and an Obama supporter. Maria made me cry with joy and hope for my daughters, for California; for America and even Florida.
Yesterday, my youngest daughter was racially profiled at a clothing store. We entered the store together, but my daughter's body language was a little sullen and distant because she was being punished for normal teenage rebellious behavior. The salesperson must not have known that we were together, but I noticed her following my African American daughter around the store. She tried to be subtle about it, but I could see what was happening. She was racially profiling her. My daughter wasn't profiled because she was a female, she was targeted because of her race.
I want more for my children. I want more for my daughters. I want more for my sons. I support Barack Obama for many reasons. I support him for his amazing credentials. I support him for his intelligence. I support him because of his good judgement. I support him because of his amazing ability to bring people together. I support him because he has been able to engage our youth, including my own children, for the first time. My kids are finally engaged in politics; in their political future. I support Obama because he is infusing energy, youth and enthusiasm into the Democratic Party. I support Barack Obama because he can make us all work to believe that together..."Yes, we can heal this nation."
Maria reinforced my belief that "Yes, we can" change our country. We have the power to change it voice by voice, citizen by citizen, vote by vote.
Yesterday, my youngest daughter was racially profiled at a clothing store. We entered the store together, but my daughter's body language was a little sullen and distant because she was being punished for normal teenage rebellious behavior. The salesperson must not have known that we were together, but I noticed her following my African American daughter around the store. She tried to be subtle about it, but I could see what was happening. She was racially profiling her. My daughter wasn't profiled because she was a female, she was targeted because of her race.
I want more for my children. I want more for my daughters. I want more for my sons. I support Barack Obama for many reasons. I support him for his amazing credentials. I support him for his intelligence. I support him because of his good judgement. I support him because of his amazing ability to bring people together. I support him because he has been able to engage our youth, including my own children, for the first time. My kids are finally engaged in politics; in their political future. I support Obama because he is infusing energy, youth and enthusiasm into the Democratic Party. I support Barack Obama because he can make us all work to believe that together..."Yes, we can heal this nation."
Maria reinforced my belief that "Yes, we can" change our country. We have the power to change it voice by voice, citizen by citizen, vote by vote.
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Friday, February 01, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
In my mind I'm goin to Carolina (Part 1)
When we left for Columbia, South Carolina last Friday at 5 am, I didn't expect to fall for South Carolina's voters but it hit me from behind.
I was excited to finally be doing something concrete for Obama in an early primary state. But at the same time, I also felt torn about leaving Florida and all of the grassroots energy we had been putting into the Tampa Bay area, especially Monday's MLK parade in St. Petersburg.
Since the Florida primary debacle, the Tampa Bay O-Train volunteer group has refocused its attention on the national effort. With that in mind, we sent almost 40 volunteers to South Carolina. Some went for a long weekend and others volunteered for an entire week. We understand that this election is not about Florida anymore. It is now South Carolina's turn. South Carolina's voters are in a position to change the world.
Our particular O-Train caravan drove to Columbia, South Carolina with 9 volunteers in two cars with 2 more volunteers following a few hours later. We only made one food stop. When we stopped to eat breakfast at Cracker Barrel, we didn't realize that it would be our last meal until after 9 pm that night. Good thing I packed some snacks in my O-Train mobile.
We arrived at the Midlands Regional Headquarters around 3pm.
And they immediately put us to work.
Now I must admit that phone banking is my least favorite thing to do, so I jumped at the chance to canvass. It didn't look like Jerel was enjoying phonebanking either,
so I pulled him away from the phone to canvass with me. It was cold but we kept on knocking on doors until headquarters called us back in.
After a very late dinner, we went home to Mike's house. Mike had agreed to house a few volunteers from Tampa. Not only did Mike allow 9 of us to sleep at his place, but he also cooked breakfast for us. It was delicious!
We like Mike!
We reported for duty on Saturday morning at 10 am. Jerel and I were leaving headquarters to finish canvassing the neighborhood that we started the day before when a new volunteer, Mohan, walked in. Having traveled by plane and bus from Princeton University, Mohan was happy to join us. Fellow O-Trainer, Michele also helped us canvass this neighborhood.
Jerel, Mohan, an exhausted Edward and me:
Did I mention that Saturday was cold and rainy all day? Having lived in Pennsylvania most of my life, I knew that wearing plastic bags over my socks would be essential to my success and sure enough, the newspaper bags kept my socks dry. We knocked on doors all day. We only stopped to look for a Starbucks so we could have some hot chocolate and coffee. We couldn't find any Starbucks nearby so we ended up at a local McDonalds. We caused quite a scene at this McDonalds. First of all, Mary behind the counter, talked me into giving her my Obama button. Now I have given away a lot of Barack Obama buttons but this one was special. I had it since February 07 but there was something about Mary at McDonalds. After I gave it to her, she allowed me to video tape her.
We met a lot of Obama supporters at this McDonalds including Miss Cynthia. We were handing out tickets to the Sunday Obama Rally and Miss Cynthia handed us a pen as she invited us to come to her church the next morning. On the pen was a phone number for Shekinah Glory Family Care Ministries. I called and left a message that we wanted to attend their services on Sunday morning. Pastor Margaret Harper called me back Saturday night and gave me directions to their Sunday morning services. She told me that it was a small church that focuses its outreach ministry to single mothers and children.
After our McDonalds break, we knocked on doors in a new neighborhood. We were glad to hear that Obama had a lot of support in this neighborhood. Our favorite Obama supporter was Leon Robinson of Columbia, SC:
We were wet, cold and hungry but Leon got us fired up and ready to canvass some more. We finally joined other volunteers at Damon's for dinner Saturday evening. Jerel had discovered Damon's Friday night and it ended up being our favorite place to unwind. Chandra the bartender took good care of us:
The next morning, Jerel, Mohan and I were driving on the highway to attend church when the tire pressure warning symbol lit up on my dashboard. I admit that I am not very good at monitoring tire pressure but I believe that my brand new car was being a little extreme with its warning. I have only had this car for about 2 weeks so I wasn't sure exactly what the symbol meant. My co-pilot, Jerel, looked it up in the cliffnotes version of the manual. It had the whole color code scare-o-meter just like Homeland Security. Apparently, we were at the "immediately pull over and read owner's manual" alert stage. Knowing that the change in air temperature most likely caused a change in the air pressure in my tires, we stopped at the nearest gas station to add some air.
When Jerel, Mohan and I arrived at the strip mall where this small congregation would be worshipping, we didn't know what to expect. We didn't know how we strangers would be received. As we approached room where the church service was being held, we could hear it rocking with electric piano, drums, guitar, Congo drums and joyful voices. We were led to the second row and watched as a lesson about the Shield of Faith, the Sword of the Spirit, the Breastplate of Righteousness and the Helmet of Salvation was presented to the congregation. To briefly summarize; with prayer and faith, we can protect ourselves and our loved ones from those who would tempt us or do us harm.
They involved the children in the lesson by dressing them in toy armor and then quizzed them by giving away the toy armor set to the child who could name all four. They also had many of the children take turns reading Martin Luther King’s “I have a dream” speech.
Pastor Harper
Pastor Harper allowed Jerel to read a letter from Senator Barack Obama outloud to the congregation. Jerel also talked about how Obama was the target of negative and misleading attacks. I thanked them for allowing us to attend their church. I mentioned that although we could have gone to any church in Columbia, we believed that we were meant to meet Miss Cynthia at McDonalds and attend their Sunday worship service.
Jerel and I both had experienced this kind of environment before but Mohan is a Hindu-Indian from England. He kept turning to me and whispering in his British accent “This is amazing. This is brilliant!”
A few minutes later, Jerel, Mohan and I were called to come up front to be Obama’s surrogates for prayer. Pastor Harper said that God wanted them to pray for Obama’s protection. They were going to pray for Obama through us as his surrogates. Jim Reed led the prayer as Jerel, Mohan and I held hands in the front of the room. The entire congregation surrounded us (also holding hands) and prayed for our protection. Tears streamed down my face as I felt all the prayers and energy in the room directed toward Senator Obama and his volunteers. Mohan was right. It was brilliant! This small congregation had opened their arms wide to welcome us and then wrapped them around us to protect us and Obama. I don’t think that the 3 of us will ever forget this experience.
The time at this service flew by so quickly that we had not realized that it was already 2 pm and we were supposed to report at the convention center to volunteer for the Obama rally at 3 pm. Would we make it in time? To be continued...
In my mind I'm goin to Carolina- James Taylor
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Maybe just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin to Carolina in my mind
Dark and silent last night
I think I might have heard the highway calling
Geese in flight and dogs that bite
Signs that might be omens say I going, going
I'm goin to Carolina in my mind
With a holy host of others standing round me
Still I'm on the dark side of the moon
And it seems like it goes on like this forever
You must forgive me
If I'm up and gone to Carolina in my mind
I was excited to finally be doing something concrete for Obama in an early primary state. But at the same time, I also felt torn about leaving Florida and all of the grassroots energy we had been putting into the Tampa Bay area, especially Monday's MLK parade in St. Petersburg.
Since the Florida primary debacle, the Tampa Bay O-Train volunteer group has refocused its attention on the national effort. With that in mind, we sent almost 40 volunteers to South Carolina. Some went for a long weekend and others volunteered for an entire week. We understand that this election is not about Florida anymore. It is now South Carolina's turn. South Carolina's voters are in a position to change the world.
Our particular O-Train caravan drove to Columbia, South Carolina with 9 volunteers in two cars with 2 more volunteers following a few hours later. We only made one food stop. When we stopped to eat breakfast at Cracker Barrel, we didn't realize that it would be our last meal until after 9 pm that night. Good thing I packed some snacks in my O-Train mobile.
We arrived at the Midlands Regional Headquarters around 3pm.
And they immediately put us to work.
Now I must admit that phone banking is my least favorite thing to do, so I jumped at the chance to canvass. It didn't look like Jerel was enjoying phonebanking either,
so I pulled him away from the phone to canvass with me. It was cold but we kept on knocking on doors until headquarters called us back in.
After a very late dinner, we went home to Mike's house. Mike had agreed to house a few volunteers from Tampa. Not only did Mike allow 9 of us to sleep at his place, but he also cooked breakfast for us. It was delicious!
We like Mike!
We reported for duty on Saturday morning at 10 am. Jerel and I were leaving headquarters to finish canvassing the neighborhood that we started the day before when a new volunteer, Mohan, walked in. Having traveled by plane and bus from Princeton University, Mohan was happy to join us. Fellow O-Trainer, Michele also helped us canvass this neighborhood.
Jerel, Mohan, an exhausted Edward and me:
Did I mention that Saturday was cold and rainy all day? Having lived in Pennsylvania most of my life, I knew that wearing plastic bags over my socks would be essential to my success and sure enough, the newspaper bags kept my socks dry. We knocked on doors all day. We only stopped to look for a Starbucks so we could have some hot chocolate and coffee. We couldn't find any Starbucks nearby so we ended up at a local McDonalds. We caused quite a scene at this McDonalds. First of all, Mary behind the counter, talked me into giving her my Obama button. Now I have given away a lot of Barack Obama buttons but this one was special. I had it since February 07 but there was something about Mary at McDonalds. After I gave it to her, she allowed me to video tape her.
We met a lot of Obama supporters at this McDonalds including Miss Cynthia. We were handing out tickets to the Sunday Obama Rally and Miss Cynthia handed us a pen as she invited us to come to her church the next morning. On the pen was a phone number for Shekinah Glory Family Care Ministries. I called and left a message that we wanted to attend their services on Sunday morning. Pastor Margaret Harper called me back Saturday night and gave me directions to their Sunday morning services. She told me that it was a small church that focuses its outreach ministry to single mothers and children.
After our McDonalds break, we knocked on doors in a new neighborhood. We were glad to hear that Obama had a lot of support in this neighborhood. Our favorite Obama supporter was Leon Robinson of Columbia, SC:
We were wet, cold and hungry but Leon got us fired up and ready to canvass some more. We finally joined other volunteers at Damon's for dinner Saturday evening. Jerel had discovered Damon's Friday night and it ended up being our favorite place to unwind. Chandra the bartender took good care of us:
The next morning, Jerel, Mohan and I were driving on the highway to attend church when the tire pressure warning symbol lit up on my dashboard. I admit that I am not very good at monitoring tire pressure but I believe that my brand new car was being a little extreme with its warning. I have only had this car for about 2 weeks so I wasn't sure exactly what the symbol meant. My co-pilot, Jerel, looked it up in the cliffnotes version of the manual. It had the whole color code scare-o-meter just like Homeland Security. Apparently, we were at the "immediately pull over and read owner's manual" alert stage. Knowing that the change in air temperature most likely caused a change in the air pressure in my tires, we stopped at the nearest gas station to add some air.
When Jerel, Mohan and I arrived at the strip mall where this small congregation would be worshipping, we didn't know what to expect. We didn't know how we strangers would be received. As we approached room where the church service was being held, we could hear it rocking with electric piano, drums, guitar, Congo drums and joyful voices. We were led to the second row and watched as a lesson about the Shield of Faith, the Sword of the Spirit, the Breastplate of Righteousness and the Helmet of Salvation was presented to the congregation. To briefly summarize; with prayer and faith, we can protect ourselves and our loved ones from those who would tempt us or do us harm.
They involved the children in the lesson by dressing them in toy armor and then quizzed them by giving away the toy armor set to the child who could name all four. They also had many of the children take turns reading Martin Luther King’s “I have a dream” speech.
Pastor Harper
Pastor Harper allowed Jerel to read a letter from Senator Barack Obama outloud to the congregation. Jerel also talked about how Obama was the target of negative and misleading attacks. I thanked them for allowing us to attend their church. I mentioned that although we could have gone to any church in Columbia, we believed that we were meant to meet Miss Cynthia at McDonalds and attend their Sunday worship service.
Jerel and I both had experienced this kind of environment before but Mohan is a Hindu-Indian from England. He kept turning to me and whispering in his British accent “This is amazing. This is brilliant!”
A few minutes later, Jerel, Mohan and I were called to come up front to be Obama’s surrogates for prayer. Pastor Harper said that God wanted them to pray for Obama’s protection. They were going to pray for Obama through us as his surrogates. Jim Reed led the prayer as Jerel, Mohan and I held hands in the front of the room. The entire congregation surrounded us (also holding hands) and prayed for our protection. Tears streamed down my face as I felt all the prayers and energy in the room directed toward Senator Obama and his volunteers. Mohan was right. It was brilliant! This small congregation had opened their arms wide to welcome us and then wrapped them around us to protect us and Obama. I don’t think that the 3 of us will ever forget this experience.
The time at this service flew by so quickly that we had not realized that it was already 2 pm and we were supposed to report at the convention center to volunteer for the Obama rally at 3 pm. Would we make it in time? To be continued...
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Friday, December 07, 2007
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Dear Iowa, warm greetings from the O-Train in FL w/video!
Dear Iowa, (and New Hampshire, Nevada and South Carolina)
It is my understanding that we Floridians have been known to botch an election or two. I am innocent I tell you but here I sit in the time-out beach chair just the same. Here's the thing; when you are in time-out, you have plenty of time to think. So, as I slather on my sunscreen, I am thinking about all the reasons to encourage you to vote for Senator Barack Obama.
I believe that Senator Barack Obama represents so many strands of who we are as a nation. I can feel the fierce urgency of now in the air. With Barack Obama's leadership, I believe that we can recover from 8 years of the current administration's dangerous and frightening lack of moral integrity. We have a good field of candidates but I can already see Obama inspiring unlikely volunteers to work together. I believe that Senator Obama is the one who can unite our country and turn us around. The fierce urgency is now. Now is our chance to stop them from driving us over the cliff. If the GOP maintains control of the White House in 2008, I don't think that our democracy can survive another term of attacks on the Constitution.
The Tampa Bay O-Train has been working to elect Senator Obama as the President of the United States, not the President of Florida, so even though our all-volunteer grassroots group continues to introduce Barack Obama's message to Florida, we also recognize the importance of what the four early primary states will be doing very soon. We have continued our fundraising efforts to help Obama win in your states.
We also created an all-volunteer Youtube music video. No, we are not professionals and probably shouldn't have tried this at home, but we have an abundance of audacity, so here it is in all its optimistic and amateurish glory. We hope that it inspires you as you suffer blustery conditions up north over the next month or two.
We shot our video at a few locations on both sides of Tampa Bay. We started in historic Ybor City, known as Tampa’s Latin Quarter. From its origins as a cigar manufacturing center, Ybor has become one of Florida's top-ranked nightspots. Ybor has a charm and beauty that is unique and is also one of only two National Historic Landmark Districts in Florida. The O-Train group meets regularly in Ybor City at the historic Marti-Maceo Club. The O - Train also organized a $25 fundraiser/rally last April at the Cuban Club in Ybor City where 3000 people welcomed Senator Obama to the Tampa Bay area.
We began our video shoot at King Corona Cigar Bar & Cafe where the owner, Don, welcomed us and you to come on over:
What is remarkable about Senator Obama is that he has attracted enthusiastic volunteers from all walks of life, all political parties, all ages, all races, religions and income levels. We discovered that our music video volunteers also represent that wide variety of people who would not normally be found working side by side. Obama's fresh unbeholden approach has brought us together. We are each trying to be part of the solution with newfound common ground and a strong sense of purpose.
Dr. Smith is feeling that sunshine!
Boofdah:
Sisters, sisters. There were never more devoted sisters:
Our next video shoot location was at Dr. Marty's home in the Clearwater area. Dr. Marty told us
Marty's beautiful home:
O-Train volunteers getting ready to go.
Yeah, we had choreography but no spirit fingers:
We took the time to listen to the wisdom of our elders,
O!
while our youth taught their elders a thing or two:
The peanut gallery was fired up and ready to go:
Bobnbob tried out Marty's hammock.
mommabobnbob and law ninja taking a break:
Barbara for Barack!
Our last location was on Bayshore Blvd not far from MacDill Air Force Base. We received quite a few thumbs up and honks from cars driving by as we shot this footage.
thefos, jjackso1, bobnbob, Rozrod, Georgia & Mizonglohong
Eric & Frank:
That's a wrap!
Please come on over and caucus for Senator Obama on January 3rd!
More O-Train pics here:http://www.flickr.com/groups/362034@N21/
A very special thank you to Eric Billington, Mo Eppley and all the volunteers who participated and made this such a fun adventure!
It is my understanding that we Floridians have been known to botch an election or two. I am innocent I tell you but here I sit in the time-out beach chair just the same. Here's the thing; when you are in time-out, you have plenty of time to think. So, as I slather on my sunscreen, I am thinking about all the reasons to encourage you to vote for Senator Barack Obama.
I believe that Senator Barack Obama represents so many strands of who we are as a nation. I can feel the fierce urgency of now in the air. With Barack Obama's leadership, I believe that we can recover from 8 years of the current administration's dangerous and frightening lack of moral integrity. We have a good field of candidates but I can already see Obama inspiring unlikely volunteers to work together. I believe that Senator Obama is the one who can unite our country and turn us around. The fierce urgency is now. Now is our chance to stop them from driving us over the cliff. If the GOP maintains control of the White House in 2008, I don't think that our democracy can survive another term of attacks on the Constitution.
The Tampa Bay O-Train has been working to elect Senator Obama as the President of the United States, not the President of Florida, so even though our all-volunteer grassroots group continues to introduce Barack Obama's message to Florida, we also recognize the importance of what the four early primary states will be doing very soon. We have continued our fundraising efforts to help Obama win in your states.
We also created an all-volunteer Youtube music video. No, we are not professionals and probably shouldn't have tried this at home, but we have an abundance of audacity, so here it is in all its optimistic and amateurish glory. We hope that it inspires you as you suffer blustery conditions up north over the next month or two.
We shot our video at a few locations on both sides of Tampa Bay. We started in historic Ybor City, known as Tampa’s Latin Quarter. From its origins as a cigar manufacturing center, Ybor has become one of Florida's top-ranked nightspots. Ybor has a charm and beauty that is unique and is also one of only two National Historic Landmark Districts in Florida. The O-Train group meets regularly in Ybor City at the historic Marti-Maceo Club. The O - Train also organized a $25 fundraiser/rally last April at the Cuban Club in Ybor City where 3000 people welcomed Senator Obama to the Tampa Bay area.
We began our video shoot at King Corona Cigar Bar & Cafe where the owner, Don, welcomed us and you to come on over:
What is remarkable about Senator Obama is that he has attracted enthusiastic volunteers from all walks of life, all political parties, all ages, all races, religions and income levels. We discovered that our music video volunteers also represent that wide variety of people who would not normally be found working side by side. Obama's fresh unbeholden approach has brought us together. We are each trying to be part of the solution with newfound common ground and a strong sense of purpose.
Dr. Smith is feeling that sunshine!
Boofdah:
Sisters, sisters. There were never more devoted sisters:
Our next video shoot location was at Dr. Marty's home in the Clearwater area. Dr. Marty told us
"Just call me Marty because my mother didn't name me doctor."Marty was a wonderful host who treated each volunteer with warmth and enthusiasm.
Marty's beautiful home:
O-Train volunteers getting ready to go.
Yeah, we had choreography but no spirit fingers:
We took the time to listen to the wisdom of our elders,
O!
while our youth taught their elders a thing or two:
The peanut gallery was fired up and ready to go:
Bobnbob tried out Marty's hammock.
mommabobnbob and law ninja taking a break:
Barbara for Barack!
Our last location was on Bayshore Blvd not far from MacDill Air Force Base. We received quite a few thumbs up and honks from cars driving by as we shot this footage.
thefos, jjackso1, bobnbob, Rozrod, Georgia & Mizonglohong
Eric & Frank:
That's a wrap!
Please come on over and caucus for Senator Obama on January 3rd!
More O-Train pics here:http://www.flickr.com/groups/362034@N21/
A very special thank you to Eric Billington, Mo Eppley and all the volunteers who participated and made this such a fun adventure!
Monday, December 03, 2007
'Twas the month before Caucus
'Twas the month before Caucus, when all through the state
Iowans were stirring, wanting choice in their fate;
The candidates came before voters with care,
In hopes that the Caucuses soon would be theirs;
The volunteers were nestled all snug by their cell phones,
While visions of canvassing chilled them to their bones;
And mamma with her PC, and I with my laptop,
Had just settled down for a long-winded blog,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the keyboard to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But Senator Obama, armed with hope and not fear,
With young volunteers, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment that Clinton must be sick.
More rapid than eagles his followers they came,
He inspired optimism, and called them by name;
"Now, Red! Now, Blue! Now, Independent and Green!
Come Black! Come White! Come elderly and young, so lean!
To the top of the polls! Don’t you hear the call?
Now caucus away! Caucus away! Caucus away all!"
As our weary country did hunger for hope,
when met with an obstacle, they did not mope,
So up to the poll-top Obama’s crew flew,
With a sleigh full of audacity to hitch themselves to.
And then, in a twinkling, The Register did leak
Obama’s surge in the polls is strong and not weak.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Senator Barack Obama came in with a bound.
Equipped with integrity, from his head to his boot,
just hitting his stride, old polls and cynicism now moot.
With the wind of momentum now at his back,
he looks like a winner, who is right on track.
His eyes -- how they twinkle! His smile, wide as a brim
His ears sticking out, yet looking just right on him!
His manner a rare mix of confidence and humility,
Just what we need to break through hostility.
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke of the law and Senate Foreign Relations
And pledged to work with all to bring peace to the nations.
As he left us with challenges to do more than our foe,
We said yes! We are fired up and ready to go!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a nod,
leaving behind clear visions for here and abroad.
And I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy O-Caucus to all, and to Bush a good-night."
Iowans were stirring, wanting choice in their fate;
The candidates came before voters with care,
In hopes that the Caucuses soon would be theirs;
The volunteers were nestled all snug by their cell phones,
While visions of canvassing chilled them to their bones;
And mamma with her PC, and I with my laptop,
Had just settled down for a long-winded blog,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the keyboard to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But Senator Obama, armed with hope and not fear,
With young volunteers, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment that Clinton must be sick.
More rapid than eagles his followers they came,
He inspired optimism, and called them by name;
"Now, Red! Now, Blue! Now, Independent and Green!
Come Black! Come White! Come elderly and young, so lean!
To the top of the polls! Don’t you hear the call?
Now caucus away! Caucus away! Caucus away all!"
As our weary country did hunger for hope,
when met with an obstacle, they did not mope,
So up to the poll-top Obama’s crew flew,
With a sleigh full of audacity to hitch themselves to.
And then, in a twinkling, The Register did leak
Obama’s surge in the polls is strong and not weak.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Senator Barack Obama came in with a bound.
Equipped with integrity, from his head to his boot,
just hitting his stride, old polls and cynicism now moot.
With the wind of momentum now at his back,
he looks like a winner, who is right on track.
His eyes -- how they twinkle! His smile, wide as a brim
His ears sticking out, yet looking just right on him!
His manner a rare mix of confidence and humility,
Just what we need to break through hostility.
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke of the law and Senate Foreign Relations
And pledged to work with all to bring peace to the nations.
As he left us with challenges to do more than our foe,
We said yes! We are fired up and ready to go!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a nod,
leaving behind clear visions for here and abroad.
And I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy O-Caucus to all, and to Bush a good-night."
Sunday, November 11, 2007
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Monday, October 22, 2007
Gus Bilirakis & GOP family values: Trapped in the men's room
GOP Values:
Don't think of sick children.
We torture but it's okay as long as we say that we don't use or condone torture.
War is patriotic but our kids make other choices.
Don't think of sick children.
We torture but it's okay as long as we say that we don't use or condone torture.
War is patriotic but our kids make other choices.
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