I went to a party last night given by some fellow theater people. We started on the topic of the primaries. A fellow playwright said that he had voted for Obama earlier that day during Early Voting. Then he attended the Obama rally downtown in the evening. However, his roommate had topped that. On Friday afternoon, he'd seen Barack Obama on the Town Lake Hike and Bike Trail.
So says the playwright:
The roommate, who is a dope-smokin', long-haired, insuranceless hippy kid, was riding his bicycle for fun along Austin's hike and bike trail. First he noticed some police officers walking down the path. Then he saw some men in dark suits. Then, a few moments later, around a bend, he saw Barack Obama strolling along, enjoying the beautiful weather and nice scenery.
"Was he alone?"
"Yeah, except for the Secret Service."
"What was he doing?" someone asked the playwright.
"Just looking at plants and stuff."
It's good to matter in the primaries.