Manchester 5K

Today, much of the campaign staff ran in the Cigna HealthCare 5K race. It was a great break from PHP coding. I was running buddies with a coworker, and we bonded, which was nice since I didn’t really know her too well before today. Actually, we had verbally sparred earlier at the DOC, so it was good to know there were no hard feelings.
The only notable event was that the person singing the national anthem forgot the words, so the whole crowd (~6,000) joined in.

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Yente-wannabe

On the car ride to Seabiscuit I had an interesting experience with a coworker. She inquired if I was seeing anyone and proceeded to pitch a friend of hers, Audrey, as someone I might be interested in. Audrey lives in Cambridge, Mass and writes for a publishing company. She’s Jewish, although that’s not a requirement for me (or Audrey apparently). I tell my coworker that I normally date dorks/nerds (see prev. post), and subsequently inquire where Audrey went to school?–>Penn. (Sounds good.) When did she graduate?–>1997. Whoa. Not to be ageist, or anything, but I was still in HS in ’97.
My coworker thought I was 29. (For the reocrd, I’m 22.) Must be the ties I wear…

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+4, nerdy

Looks like the campaign’s going to take a trip to see Seabiscuit tonight–should be fun. Link of the day: Mac Hall Comics (from Rain).
Other news, got a couple of new people in this week, including a data-friendly Texan grad student :). She was training on my database and said “Can you let me know what I should do here to maintain the integrity of the data?” Wow, that’s almost as sexy as a female solving differential equations ;)

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Post DOC ergo propter DOC

The after-DOC party last night was a blast. The statewide staff went to Gillian’s, ate, drank, and played pool. I, of course, stuck to my ginger ale, and off-the-menu broccoli pasta. I also kicked some major ass in pool, winning about 6 in a row (with and without a partner). I beat both the state director and statewide field director before the field director (Tom) challenged me to a rematch (one-on-one this time). The staffer watching suggesting I take Solo’s advice of “Let the Wookie win”–i.e., don’t beat your boss. That must of been what I was subconsciously thinking when I scratched on the 8-ball…yeah…

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Vacation and DOC

Quite the weekend so far. I’m writing this from the Dean Organizing Convention (DOC), which is this *huge* gathering of Dean community leaders (not just regular volunteers). We’ve taken over a big chunk of the Manchester Holiday Inn–The Grand Ballroom and about eight of the smaller conference rooms. Over 400 delegates are in attendance. The press is videotaping the introductory remarks, but is not allowed in the smaller break-out, strategy sections.
On Friday I left work at 2pm, rented a car (I’m still waiting for the 2004 Priuses to come out) and went to Camp Wigwam (Waterford, ME). They were in the first of the annual four-day Color War (Red vs Grey). The head coaches this year are both natives of Needham, Mass: Matt Furman leads the “Red Bulls”, while Josh Posner captains “Greyhem” (rhymes with mayhem, get it? yeah, sucky name). On paper I would favor Furman in that matchup, just becuase of his deeper sports knowledge (I only recall Posner playing street hockey; maybe football too). But after five hours of observing the battle (and reffing a group 2 football game), I think it’s pretty clear that Grey will come out on top. Now, *anything* can happen in these four days (and Grey already has lost a key player to injury), but there are some signs of Grey’s dominance.
One, Grey has a deeper coaching staff. No offense to those who worked under me, but I feel a non-sports oriented staff is a big weakness, and was a major reason for my Grey Army’s 2-point (out of about 500) defeat in 1999. (And, yes, I’m still bitter). Grey just has a bigger knowledge base. More importantly, however, is attitude. I always say that 90% of Color War is mental, and Grey is much more disciplined. Posner and his de facto deputy Stu command respect and they receive it form their team. Furman is *way* too non-chalant, and his team responds in kind. You can see it on the Red team’s faces–they don’t understand why they should put in effort to win. Furman also doesn’t have control of his own coaching staff: they spent 20 minutes arguing over 1/2 a point event, while their lineup for a 7-point has a lot in common with Swiss cheese. As the cheer goes, “Grey, Grey, Greyhem to victory.”
Left camp early Saturday to get to New York to check out the dress rehearsal of Seth’s musical. My other experience with Seth’s musicals was “Trivial Pursuits,” a comedy about the last day of high school hanging out. In “Meaningless Sex,” Seth didn’t write the script (he only wrote the lyrics and music), so there was a severe lack of the humorous dialogue that made Pursuits great. However, unlike the MIT performance of Pursuits, Seth has actual actors now. Of course, with actors come egos; and wow there were plenty in that tiny rehearsal room. Personalities aside, here’s a synopsis of Meaningless Sex:
It’s a concept musical, which, in show business, is just an excuse to not have a plot and not have character development. The “concept” of the musical is that relationships have two dimensions: sex and love. The setting is that four actors have just finished a corny musical entitled “Love Story.” They get together for an after-show party and reflect on all how they tried to find sex and love (often with each other) while they worked the show. Character bios:
Joey (?) — the gay guy — one-dimensional — just wants sex, wouldn’t mind love if it came to him.
Carla — the disillusioned girl — one-dimensional — all bitterness, all the time; just wants sex after love failed her.
Beth — the virgin, idealistic girl — 0.5 dimensions — actually, i think that four word description covered it.
Matt — the protagonist — 1.5 dimensions (!) — at first wants sex, then love. Does he get it? you’ll have to go see it.
Featured songs: F*** friends, Sex is simple, If only I were gay, Meaningless sex.
The NY Times is coming to one of his shows–hopefully they are kinder than I am, and hopefully it gets in print. On the way back from NY, I visited Reina, my ex roommate, and picked up some odds and ends from the old flat.
By now I’m back in the office–the DOC went fabulously!

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A vacation

In a few hours I’ll be off on a 1.5-day vacation. First stop: Camp Wigwam, the summer camp my uncle owns. I’ll get there just in time to ref a Color War game.
After a night in Maine, I’ll be leaving early to drive to New York, to see Seth’s New York musical debut. His musical, Meaningless Sex, is in the Fringe Festival (FRR). Unfortunately, all his shows are on weekdays (when I can’t take off work), so I’m going to a dress rehearsal.
The weather here has been miserable. Monday, it was misting at the beginning of my daily rollerblade trip into work. But four blocks later, it was monsooning. I was completely drenched. Luckily I had spare pants at the office from Saturday’s softball game. So I was wearing a button-down shirt with my old dirt-stained TJ soccer warmups. Ironically, not many poeple noticed.
Hope the rain clears by the time I get to the ‘Wam.

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The F word

Wow! What an incredible week so far! First, a poll comes out that says we’re leading in Iowa. Check out labor households and “definite” caucus-goers. Then, we’re on the covers of *both* Time and Newsweek! The articles in both news-weeklies are long, and great press. Although, there didn’t seem to be any Time magazines available in stores in the Manch area…either everyone loves Dean’s face or another campaign bought them all before the voters could read them.
Today, there was meetup–over 79,000 people have signed-up. Join them! A handicapped woman in a wheelchair couldn’t get up the one step to the restaurant we were meeting up in. So, Tom and I sprang into action and found a wooden plank to serve as a ramp behind a Quikie Mart (or equivalent). People-powered Howard, baby!
All this, plus Larry King Live, the Today Show and Inside Politics, have led pundits to start throwing around the “f” word–front-runner.
Also, I haven’t been blogging this week since I had to do the huge database conversion. But now we’re into the mopping up efforts, and people are happy with the results. And, I’m going to leave work befor midnight tonight!
P.S. Thanks for the comments :) Keep ’em coming.

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A non-political entry (mostly)

Yesterday we had a softball game against the “Young” Republicans of New Hampshire. Despite rotating through about twice as many players, we kept it very close. It was 14-14 going into the last inning, but they won 14-16. I made two diving catches in center, which earned me both the nickname “database” and staffer of the week honors. The Repubs were surprisingly nice, except for this one girl; she was playing first base when I got on in the 1st inning. Then she proceeded to position herself right in my path to second, so I asked here to “watch out for the basepath.” Her response was a genial, “Kiss my ass.” Needless to say, I wasn’t going to stand there and just take that; I responded with a meek “okay.” Perhaps, “now, there’s no need to get snippy,” would have been a more appropriate response.
Last night, after softball, there were four of us left in the office, and Mike put on some swing music and proceeded to show off his moves with Sarah. That left me and Maja, and we tried our luck; and though Maja had “several years of ballet to overcome” and I had “several years of social ineptness to overcome,” it didn’t turn out too badly. And by that I mean no one got seriously injured.

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Deep in the Heart of Texas

…is exactly where we will be advertising!
btw, I put this up in the office two days ago:



Because, well, I do (in Dean winning obviously).

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A new mom

Cynthia, my “houser,” (the 85-year-old) is awesome. The first two mornings, as I was running out the door to work, she had a glass of OJ ready for me. Then, last night, she had the NYTimes leaning against the door of my room, with this article on Dean circled. I thought that was especially funny since my Mom also emailed me a link to the article (of course, we at the office already knew about it).
Since I get in past midnight, I hadn’t really seen much of Cynthia. So, this morning I set my alarm for ten minutes earlier to have a conversation with her. Not only did I get OJ, but a breakfast. I really can’t say no to this woman when she offers me stuff; she seems to really like having a kid in the house again. I did wash my my own dishes though ;).

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