My walk to vote

Today, I was part of history! I'm not gonna lie, I teared up a bit walking to the polls.

Generally speaking, Davis is very liberal. I think we have the most hybrids per capita in the country. Apparently though, on my street alone we have at least 2 of the 10 or so peeps voting Yes on 8 (the proposition that would ban gay marriage) and for McCain. (Yes, those last two statements are slight exaggerations.)

I've been counting signs on my street and I think we're up to about 50 on my block alone. Today, on my walk to vote, this is what I saw:



Here's my front yard. I really am a true Davisite; I have a political sign in my yard! If you look across the street, you can see that it's totally "the thing to do" here. (Also, there's a mattress...I'm not sure what's up with those neighbors. For weeks they had a ton of shit in their front yard. They have, like, 12 kids and even more bikes. And, they drive a 2-seater pick-up truck. Interesting.)

I love that these people feel the need to clarify with a homemade sign. "We're not against the gays, just equality!" I also don't understand why it says "United Not Word Marriage." Why the "word?"

I found this interesting. They are against gay marriage, but for Obama. Kinda an anomaly around these parts.


I really want to meet the person that owns this house on the corner. They literally have about 7 - 10 signs in their front yard. And, I'm fairly certain they put all the signs in the road divider that you see here.

So, while living in a tiny college town has it's ups and downs, the fact that they are very politically active is a plus. However, I guess I'm only saying this because they lean in my direction. If it were the other way, I'd not be so satisfied, indeed.

This past weekend

I've always loved dressing my dogs up. When I was little, I would put a t-shirt on Scruffles (my first dog who is also referred to by me now as "the dog from hell") and walk him up and down the street.

So, as an adult now when Halloween comes around this is obviously the only time I can dress my 75 lb. dog up and not look crazy.

Also this weekend, I went to my friend Suzy's place in SF to bake cupcakes. She actually did all the work, I just got to enjoy the end product. I guess in a small way it made me more hopeful to sit in a room with four people and bake cupcakes for Obama, knowing that there were four people that would actually get super geeked out about sitting in a room baking cupcakes for Obama.

Here's the end result:


(Yes, that is marble cake.)