Well many of you already know that I went to see President Clinton and Obama both speak when they came to town this winter, but with all the conventions and non-stop ads running here (living on the border of Colorado has it’s downfalls), I thought I would revisit the fun times 🙂
The first night was President Clinton. He spoke in a small venue, where they only let in a few hundred people. Lucky for me, that venue just happened to be right next to the law school, and even luckier for me was that our friend Steve saved us a place in line. Thanks Steve!
Not so lucky for me, it was like stupid 30 degrees below, and we had to stand in line for like 2 hours. This is what I looked like after only 10 minutes outside. Oh and Johnny picked me up from work, and I was wearing a skirt. But I had on really thick black tights, they were the only thing standing between me and certain death by hypothermia.
Me and Johnny and a bunch of random, excited college kids calling their moms, and dads. Funny thing is, right after this picture was taken I turned into those same college kids, calling everyone in my phone book too.
So, people gush on and on about what a great speaker President Clinton is, and I tell you what, I got more than a little bored. It would have been ok, but he really talked for a long time, and he didn’t get you all pumped up or anything. He was a little dull if you ask me, the political expert 🙂 At the end I was taking pictures of my shoes and my wedding ring, and the lights on the ceiling. Here is proof. But I did get to shake his hand.
Obama was the next day, and it was much different. They had about 10,000 people come for it. We got there really early, and dressed much warmer. Here is part of the line. Oh, Oh, Who wants to play a fun game called, “Where Johnny?”
Ok, so this one was by far the best. It really was just like a rock concert. It was wild. They got you all pumped up, they planted “homemade” signs in the audience, they played loud rock music, they played videos of Barack. Before it started they had Cowboy Joe, the mascot, run out carrying our flag, and no one can rile a crowd like Cowboy Joe can. Then when Barack came out it was madness, I mean madness! I am not going to lie, I was totally pumped, and I was screaming and cheering right along with everyone else(I am easily swayed)…well everyone but my very conservative husband who kept loudly pointing out the faults in his speech 🙂 And at the end I squished my way up front and I got to shake his hand too. Pretty fun all in all, and I would go again in a heartbeat to any rally, it was so much fun.