I returned a little while ago from the Democratic party caucus here in Northfield. I didn't actually caucus, lacking the time and gumption to listen to hyperpolitical, hyperarticulate citizens debate Clinton vs. Obama. But casting my "presidential preference ballot" forced me to wade through a veritable sea of people, with a median age of perhaps 19. Youthquake, anyone? Judging by the Obama buttons, Northfield's Baracking tonight. The massive turnout meant that the site had long since run out of actual ballots, so I got a little blue slip of paper. Eleven uppercase letters later, I was on my way back out the door, having donated my pen to the cause.
(An aside: after getting to work late this morning, I decided to forgo my usual noontime tromp to the union for a Coke or a packet of cookies or whatever. It's more a reason to get out of the office than an actual provisioning endeavor. No problem, right? No, problem: I missed seeing SCARLETT JOHANSSON speechifying for Obama. [Flickr photoset here] Why didn't I need a cup of soup today!??!)