Snow on 18th Street
The last few days have been interesting, with a strange dual perspective on the whole inauguration thing…
First I worked around 20 hours with only a five hour break in the middle, busting my ass to light up a banquet hall for a General Motors-sponsored inaugural event. The money is right for this work, and its one of a few of my, um, “marketable” skills. So I managed to earn a little change from the groups and events I spent the next day denouncing in the street. Highlights of the actual inauguration:
-Protesters with signs denouncing the breakup of Brad and Jen
-Snowball fight with Republicans in line
-Narrowly avoiding pepper spray to the face
And so begins another four years of the same… I could try and take up the call of other blogs and comment on the abysmal media coverage of anti-bush protesters at the inauguration, insightful deconstructions of Bush’s speech and consequent reactions to it, etc., but I frankly think I can’t compete with the folks already doing that sort of thing.
I would like to devote a little more time to actually writing and posting here, but I think at this time the best thing I do is tell stories, and I don’t see any reason to stray too far from that format. Stay tuned for more of, well, the same.