Mindless Philosopher

Got to go to a Concord event and Windham event; both had about 300 people in attendance. The Gov. was very pumped up at Concord.
Alan was driving Melanie and me back from Widham when the truck in front of us started swerving half way into the adjacent lane and back. Melanie and I, recalling our drivers ed days, both told Alan to slow down, which he did. Soon, though we were getting a little closer to it as we had switched lanes to the left to exit. The truck started then to go from the right to the left across three lanes. At first I thought they might have forgotten that they need to get off at the left exit, but it soon became apparent that the driver was not in control of the vehicle as it slammed into the left guard rail and rebounded into our lane. A dog suddenly appeared outside the truck.
Thankfully, we had plenty of time to stop. We pulled over into the left shoulder, and soon realized that although there were three campaigners in the car, not a one of us had a cell phone. At this point I was in favor of leaving since we couldn’t be of service: no one looked hurt and if they were, we aren’t doctors. Plus more cars had pulled over to help.
Alan insisted we stay. So we did. Melanie called 911 on another passer-by’s cell. No cellular 911 yet–they didn’t even know what state we were in. No one was hurt, but Melanie told them about the accident so the police would come. The police came 10 minutes later and we wrote and signed a written account of the accident.
In sum: Alan was right, I was wrong. Definitely a good idea to stay on many levels. 1) We added some information to the collective pool about cell phones, 911, and the police. 2) We were witnesses and the police needed that info. 3) The woman driver of the truck was on something much more powerful than alcohol and shouldn’t have been left alone.

So I’ve been uber-busy these last few days. But, the function I was coding is done: with extremely few bugs so far :). During my blog haitus, I ran across/created these links.
Sunday: I got bored of coding.
Monday: No two people are not on fire.
Also Monday, from Doonesbury:

Followed by this on the DFA blog :).

I was right, Camp Wigwam Color War resulted in a Grey victory (a blowout apparently). Let’s hope my judgement is that good in the political forum as well.

Wow, this has been a hectic day. After very little sleep during the two-day/one-night retreat, I’m struggling to get through.
The retreat at Camp Moosilauke was awesome. We got there early (left at 6:30am, got there by 8), and as we pulled into the camp I was amazed how similar it looked to my old summer home, Camp Wigwam. The first day the new staff members did some training, team building (but no lame games, surprisingly) and then canvassed the upper valley.
By the evening, the entire statewide staff had joined us. We did a short talent show, in which two others and I performed the oracle improv skit. Then, Capture the flag! We split into two groups (one for each cong. district). Let’s just say I avenged the softball loss–goooo CD 1!
The next day was my birthday and the rest of the staff was muy simpatico! They sang to me at the retreat, and after a group of us went hiking up Mt. Cube us hikers went out to dinner. I got this cake from the restuarant that was mostly whipped cream, but still good.
Then, we got back, and I found balloons hooked to my chair and, appropriately, a signed softball from the crew. To finish off the celbrations, the tech team went to the Red Arrow for B-day dinner #2 (just rice pudding for me this time). A great day all-around.