Comedy Central Indecision 2008 Blogger Honors Our Bet That Maureen Dowd Would Be Sucky and Shallow.
Stopped by the Tent and went all Full Metal NUTS on FDL for some reason which I'm sure the blog will make clear later. My Senator, ladies and gentlemen.
He's here, blogging, for like 45 minutes now. His staff is all, "erm, governor, we really need to --" and he's like, "Guys, I'm in the Crack Van, leave me alone!"
The Secret Service had to hear this "giant sports stadium speech" plan and think, "WHOASHIT."
I bought a button that says, "I was there," but I felt compelled to support it with photographic evidence nonetheless.
And it is a tent: ice cold in the morning, steamy in the afternoon, and the inside is a giant geek sleepover campout. It's cobbled together from tarps and stuff, much like the blogosphere, and I don't ever want to leave.
One of the coolest things about being here has been meeting bloggers from all over, especially the red-staters who are fighting the good fight hard. This is North Decoder, who was nice enough to babysit my laptop while I went off to get beer.
Upstairs on the Digg stage. However awesome they both were, they were both completely eclipsed by David Sirota, who was all, "Come ON, bitches, people are PISSED! Let's GO!"
They corralled the protesters near the newspapers, which wasn't actually too bad of a move. The papers have a nice building.
Bike cops are patrolling in giant clusters but people are still able to ride by the river.
