Sleep Spent

No, I didn’t create this. But it’s awesome.

I’ve been taking pictures like a madman here. Some of the best from the weekend are available on my Flickr page.

I’m at McNerney’s Stockton headquarters here. I’m in charge of people reporting in their GOTV numbers for about 18 precincts across Stockton. It’s 5:50 here and we’re sending out as many people as we can to walk precincts.

We have a whole passel of election protection lawyers here; they’ve been fielding calls all day, though I’m not sure how many actual problems they’re running into. Here’s hoping it’s not many.

People are starting to call! GTG.

I’ve been here since 7. It’s nearly 11. I’ve been doing 10 things at once all morning; this is fantastic! :-) I’ve taken a whole bunch of photos with my bad ass new camera. Teresa (sorta campaign manager) and Erica (sorta volunteer manager) are running around doing the same.

I’m having so much fun! I’ve been printing labels, making precinct walking packets, fielding phone calls... just generally being useful.

Looks like McNerney is “up” (w/in MoE) in the latest polling, so the environment here is feverish. We had a crap load of people show up at 9, but they’ve mostly all gone out precinct walking now.

It’s pretty inclement outside, but that hasn’t dampened the enthusiasm, or reduced the number of volunteers: we were expecting 80, and we’ve had more than that (though I’m not sure how much more).

Pombo better be shaking in his boots. Or, actually, I’d prefer some smug over-confidence at this point.

Go McNerney!

I started feeling awful on the drive back from Stockton Sunday night. It hurt to swallow and to talk. I had been fine a couple of hours earlier. I thought it was TMJ, because I hadn’t been wearing my nightguard.

On Monday, I didn’t go straight to a doctor, but everything had gotten worse. I couldn’t swallow anything, which was really messy, and I couldn’t talk. I still thought it was TMJ.

When the symptoms hadn’t improved on Tuesday, I went into UCSF’s urgent care clinic. There I was diagnosed with the classic symptoms of strep throat and prescribed penicillin and lots of ibuprofin.

And today I’m definitely feeling better. I ate some scrambled eggs this morning, the first solid meal I’ve had since Sunday, and the swelling seems to be going down bit by bit. I can swallow again!

Tomorrow I think I’ll be back to work, though probably from home.

It looks like I’ll be over this just in time for the weekend, when I return to Stockton to help in the final GOTV push.