Unfortunately, I’m updating this a little bit late, because, as expected, yesterday was beyond insane. 
We started out doing visibility on the highway corner bright and early in the morning, which was fun, because we teamed up with this amazing 
supporter who’s a big volunteer in the area. We’d worked with Fran several times before, but her energy at 7:30 in the morning on a highway corner was really infectious. She’s just wonderful because she’s so earnest and believes so strongly in Obama’s ability to really fix our nation. After a while, we headed to the Dunkin again to coffee up for the day and drove over to our HQ.
The higher ups in the campaign decided to shake things up for the day, 
which we weren’t all that happy about. We were just handing out door hangers, reminding people to get out and vote, which was pretty much ridiculous. I went out with Chelsea, the wonderful high schooler who had offered us her house to base our operations out of for the first few days we were in New Hampshire. She is so fabulous – she had skipped school for the day to help out Barack, even though she couldn’t even vote. She and I hit a bunch of houses around the area that she lived, which went well until the melting snow caused a little accident. Because it was so unusually warm for the area, all the snow that had fallen was melting into ice and mud. Lots and lots of mud. Thus, as I was heading back down a hill from one of the houses, I took two nasty falls down one little lane and wound up absolutely covered in mud and grass. Chelsea and I decided that I was too gross to walk up to houses and talk to people and it was just about time for lunch, so we headed back to HQ to sort out the mess of getting me new pants.
the night, because we knew we would be traveling down to Nashua for the volunteer watch party. We changed then headed back to Brentwood, where our volunteer didn’t bring us lunch for the afternoon, so we headed to Bessie’s, which is this little greasy spoon truck stop sort of place. Apparently, the original Bess
ie had been abducted by aliens in the 70’s, but unfortunately, she didn’t work there anymore. The area has been fraught with UFO reporting since that time, with a book written sometime in the 70’s called “Incident at Exeter” – we totally want to check it out sometime. We had tons of onion rings and grease, which probably wasn’t the best idea before canvassing, but it was definitely delicious.
I were sent out with Zach again to do more door hangers about houses we had already hit, so we broke up the afternoon by doing more visibility at polling places around the area. Visibility was fun, because we got to chat with Fran again, which is always fun. The three of us finally decided to call it quits and head for Nashua to the bar that the watch party was at. We stopped at Zach’s house to pick up his mom’s GPS device (so fun) and hit the road. Nashua turned out to be a really cute town – pretty small and filled with all sorts of local stores all down the main street. It was pretty hoppin, so we headed to the Peddler’s Daughter and got ourselves a table.
It was good that we got to the bar early, because it started to fill up fast! All sorts of people came in that had worked on the Obama campaign. Lots of college aged kids, but a lot of older people too. We chatted with a kid from New Mexico, which was pretty fun, as well as talking to several other kids from around the New Hampshire area. Unfortunately, as the results started to pour in right after 8, Hilary started to pull more and more ahead as the night went on. 
Every time the difference between Hilary and Obama would lessen, a huge cheer would go up through the crowd – it was pretty amazing to be a part of. When Hilary was finally given the check mark, everyone booed – I shared their sentiments. It was awesome watching Barack speak though – his speech was incredibly eloquent for a second place finish, especially compared to Hilary’s speech. The whole bar chanted “Yes we can!” after Barack finished – so cool.
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