So here I am, getting all ready to enter the world of political activism. We had a bit of a reality check tonight when C8 asked us if we might get shot. No, Sweetie, this isn't going to be like the REAL Boston Tea Party. We're not going to get shot (at least not with a gun). We're going to pack a lunch. It will be like a big picnic in the park...with media.
Craig can't get out of school tomorrow to go with us, so he played his part tonight by coming up with our protest sign slogans. Here I am hard at work on one:
Here's the sign M10 will carry tomorrow:
The sign C8 will hold:
K7's words of protest:
E5's foray into the political fray:
And finally, my own sign of discontent (though I'm not entirely happy with the spacing of it and will probably redo it in about five minutes):
Here we go! Will I be more nervous tomorrow? As it is, I can't stop laughing.
