howdy,


i know it's nearly thursday but, welcome back to tuesdays with harrison. i know approximately zero html so don't expect no fancy links or nothin from me unlike asher's extremely well done post.

you know how in baseball they have the "dog days of summer"? well, the analogy lines up for the time we've been spending at the office recently. with our intern staff down by three and the real work of the campaign ahead of us, we've been logging 14 and 16 hour days. marathons in squeaky office chairs with tired wrists and bleary eyes. it's been fun though, there's a sort of primal satisfaction that comes with early days and long night, especially when you are making serious progress. i don't think anyone has described our office yet, so let me paint the picture for you:

we call it the pit. actually, since the a/c now works, that name really doesn't match up as well, but the pit it remains. we have four large office desks along the right side of the wall. on three of these sit a couple of IBM/Dells computers with flatscreen monitors and cpus which still have disk drives. there's a motley assortment of beat up squeaky chairs, some of which are surprisingly comfortable, some of which not-so-surprisingly lean back way too far when you sit in them.

each desk has started to inherit the personality of who sits there. mine has a picture of dennis taped to the top with red eyes colored in with the caption reading "flame of justice ----->" speakers and paper, paper everywhere. you know what? i spend enough time in the office. i think i'm done writing about the office (LIES!)

anyway, i've been working on the good ole
dial for dennis project like a madman. it's finally starting to come together, we've got numbers out to a bunch of volunteers so we'll see how it goes. students for kucinich is coming along real nicely and i'm pretty excited about the scope of that project. today, all of us went crazy around 9 o'clock and started laughing into the phone for the benefit of hal, who we thought was upstairs. it turned into singing and pretty soon we had a 4-part arrangement of 'breakfast at tiffany's' going before we stopped. laughing about how hal was probably wondering what the hell was going on, we turned back to our work as he walked in the back door.