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the sticker convention

Tonight Bobby and I attended "the sticker convention" (a.k.a. Wake County GOP Convention). Once we found a place to park and maneuvered the sidewalks to find a wheelchair accessible entrance that was open, we then stood in the registration line for a little bit, then ran the gamut of people trying to exit the entrance amidst the campaign tables and the sticker delegates (think preschoolers who found their teacher's sticker cabinet and were gleefully sharing with all their classmates. Picture Awana vests or Girl Scout sashes and you'll have the general idea, except these are old people in Sunday clothes.)
I did enjoy hearing the various candidates speak. Eliminated some off my list of people for whom I'm voting, added a few to my list of people to research a little further, and heard a few I wouldn't mind voting for if they were in my district, etc.
One of the funnier comments made tonight was about the NC Democratic Party asking Obama (who is in NC campaigning and speaking with only military personnel and their families in Fayetteville tomorrow) not to make his traditional "change" speech. After all, if NC has only had three Rep governors since 1901, hasn't had a Rep House or Senate or Reconstruction, do the Dems really want him to talk about change?
Two different candidates brought up issues that brought about a round of applause - some of the few heard tonight. One was the statement that parents have the right to deem what is suitable for the children, not the "village." (Which of course ties into the ongoing controversy over school choice, including home school.) The other was the need for legislation on our continuing lack of water and the continual building of subdivisions in areas that are already water-strapped.
The scariest thing I heard tonight was a lady who was running on the sole platform: Vote for me; I'm not a lawyer. The craziest thing I saw was the fourteen resolutions (which never made it to the floor), including a refusal to endorse John McCain as the Rep nominee. Granted, it does aggravate me that we have absolutely no say in who our nominee is, but the resolution seemed a little extreme. A few of the resolutions were realistic, but some of them were way out there. (Do away with the FDA, FEMA, Dept of Energy and other such organizations because they're unconstitutional?!) I believe in small government, but that's extreme for even me!

On a totally different subject: called ticketmaster last night, and the lady on the phone didn't know how to pronounce Raleigh. She kept saying, "So this is for the Raylee Memorial Auditorium in Raylee, NC?" to which I would repeat it back correctly, and say, "Yes, that is correct." She never did get it right. I may come from Alabama (without the banjo on my knee), but we did learn our state capitals and how they were pronounced!

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