Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Oh, What a Beautiful Morning

Early voting begins here in West Virginia this morning. From now on, everyday is game day. Twenty of them. In a row. It doesn't stop until 7:30pm, November 2, 2004.

I stumbled into the gym at 6:30 (okay, closer to 7:00), bleary-eyed, foggy-headed, grumpy, and feeling a little ill. The circles under my eyes were so apparent even the guy at the front desk asked if I needed more sleep. Then he chatted with me while I fumbled with the eliptical machine buttons. He knew I was in town for a campaign, today I got to the part of the story about being from California. I had been intentionally a bit dodgy about for whom I was working because I wanted to become more of a regular before trying to secure votes. Turns out, gym-guy is for Kerry too. So we talked about the debates (he talked, I gasped and eeked out words between intervals), Bush, etc. It woke me up as much as the workout. So much so I managed to get out an extra mile on the treadmill to Black Eyed Peas's "Let's Get It Started" (my official, 2004, get pumped up song, at least lately). Now, of course, in the office, I'm exhausted - but at the time, man, was I amped.

This morning is the first day of the rest of our fight.

I say, bring it.

1 comment:

cd said...

Oh, What a Beautiful Morning

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On : 10/13/2004 4:57:34 PM Josh (www) said:


I thought it was, "Bring it on!"?

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On : 10/13/2004 10:59:13 PM cd (www) said:


Dude, why you all up in my grill?

In the film, it's acutally just "bring it." sounds cooler that way too, doesn't it?

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On : 10/15/2004 3:23:45 PM Josh (www) said:


I already brought it.