Scary Things....
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captainsblog* The ones you'd expect on Halloween:
Goofy-costumed adults in workplaces. I took this one for a giant attack rabbit at the county clerk, but sharper eyes identified her as a unicorn. When I protested that I didn't see a single hint of sparkliness, it was quickly pointed out to me: It's a government office. Nothing sparkles.
Then, candy and plenty of it. We got the bigass bag just in case: historically, we either get 226 kids (and resort to passing out ketchup packets and stale fortune cookies) or we get next to none. We'd expected many, as it was relatively warm and not windy or precip-py- and yet all we got in two-plus lights-on hours were one batch of kids and one Jehovah's Witness. Anybody want some Milk Duds?
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* Ghosts of Clients Past:
I was in Rochester from almost 9 to almost 4, and in addition to the two clients and four filings (the last behind the unicorn), I got deluged with out-of-the-blue calls from an assortment of former clients, long-lost clients and maybe-never-were clients. I lost count around the seventh. I may be able to help some of them, but eep, people, not all at once!
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* Campaign spookiness.
With barely a week before Election Day, I have heard nothing from the Voter Protection training or assignments for PA. This is likely because I opted out of Hillary's 20-a-day nag-and-beg emails looking for money.
So I went back through the emails I did get from them, and tracked down the name of the woman in charge of it- but not her email address. Left only with a media contact, I wrote to him: "Her email address is so obscured on the Internet that not even Wikileaks or Anthony Weiner has gotten a hold of it."
No response last I checked:P
Goofy-costumed adults in workplaces. I took this one for a giant attack rabbit at the county clerk, but sharper eyes identified her as a unicorn. When I protested that I didn't see a single hint of sparkliness, it was quickly pointed out to me: It's a government office. Nothing sparkles.
Then, candy and plenty of it. We got the bigass bag just in case: historically, we either get 226 kids (and resort to passing out ketchup packets and stale fortune cookies) or we get next to none. We'd expected many, as it was relatively warm and not windy or precip-py- and yet all we got in two-plus lights-on hours were one batch of kids and one Jehovah's Witness. Anybody want some Milk Duds?
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* Ghosts of Clients Past:
I was in Rochester from almost 9 to almost 4, and in addition to the two clients and four filings (the last behind the unicorn), I got deluged with out-of-the-blue calls from an assortment of former clients, long-lost clients and maybe-never-were clients. I lost count around the seventh. I may be able to help some of them, but eep, people, not all at once!
----
* Campaign spookiness.
With barely a week before Election Day, I have heard nothing from the Voter Protection training or assignments for PA. This is likely because I opted out of Hillary's 20-a-day nag-and-beg emails looking for money.
So I went back through the emails I did get from them, and tracked down the name of the woman in charge of it- but not her email address. Left only with a media contact, I wrote to him: "Her email address is so obscured on the Internet that not even Wikileaks or Anthony Weiner has gotten a hold of it."
No response last I checked:P
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Date: 2016-11-02 06:42 pm (UTC)Next year we'll be ready.