I did a bit of shopping yesterday at the Sports Authority, so I might be able to to keep warm next Tuesday when we become part of the crowd of 2 million celebrants in DC. I ask you, am I CRAZY?
Here’s my pile of clothes and essential objects, with a new arrival from my buddy Lynn, who sent a Barack bag for just this occasion, to carry home the Inaugural goodies.
I wonder, am I missing anything?
I have a skier’s ensemble of Armorwear pants, shirts. I have hand and toe warmers, socks, fur-lined shoe boots, long jacket, lined as well, ear muffs, gloves, a bottle of water, granola bars, I phone, and pocket point and shot camera, of course.
The bottom line is keeping warm for hours moving slowly to find a spot for the Inaugural parade. No tickets for the ceremony. Hope we can find a spot near a screen to catch some of it. We will be close, but oh so far away.
There’s still a chance that I might get a call from Team Obama, inviting me to join in as a VIP. Was that a dream I had last night?