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Corazon "Cora" Kinney, AKA Baby #2, came into the world Sunday night at 10:33 p.m. This is the second child for my friends Annie and Randy Kinney, and Cozette now has a baby sister.
A highlight for me was hearing former South Dakota Senator and former Senate Majority Leader Tom Daschle speak about the importance of improving access, lowering costs and improving quality of health care in the United States, as well as destroying the myths of how the U.S. has the best health care system in the world—when it is far from it.
The overall highlight was hearing Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton speak. It was my first time seeing her speak in person, and she didn’t disappoint. She discussed making health care affordable to all; moving forward legislation at the beginning of hopefully soon President Obama’s first term; that there is no option of doing nothing; the importance of modernizing the system to make all records electronic; and to press hard outside legislative sessions to make health care reform a reality.
I had on my purse a “Health Care First” button and as I was riding the 15 bus home from Obama’s speech Thursday night, I gave the button to a nurse on the bus who asked where I got it. Then I got hugged by a drunk Polish man who REALLY LOVED Jesus. I’m just saying, that 15 bus, it’s never dull.
We left the Watch Fest before watching, so Patti, Laura and I viewed Hillary's speech from the comfort of the apartment with some wine. I thought it was well-delivered and a great choice for an orange pants suit!
party, I picked up Mbayja and we decided to check out some action downtown. We ended up at Theorie, which some of you Denverites will know as the former Denver Real World house. We ended up talking to a 25-year-old delegate from Minnesota who is an Iraq War Vet and was SUPER and I mean he was SUPER excited to be at the convention. Also had an interesting chat with a fellow from New Zealand who was in Denver on business and had never been to the states before, but was fascinated by the high level of interest in politics here; especially the protesters aspect, the large number of police, and the general hoopla. I was pleased to learn he found Americans overall more friendly than he anticipated, plus, he bought me a Manhattan.
Tuesday night my friend Annie and I headed over to City Park to volunteer for the Denver Dems Watch Fest. Turns out, we mostly watched, too, as there wasn't much for us to do, except for watch the opening musicians. But as you can see, we managed to visit a huge, inflatable art exhibit in the park, and we saw Bobby Kennedy's son Max speak. We also got to where those impossible-to-miss florescent yellow t-shirts, but alas, they had to be returned.
Using all my strength, but it resists.
Max Kennedy, son of Bobby and Ethel Kennedy, gets the crowd riled up!
They finally got that fountain working in the middle of City Park.
It's even pretty all lit up with the inflatable art!
Seriously, the Big Bear can't even get in the Pepsi Center. Pretty much how I feel.
Soooooo many cops downtown! See it, believe it.
Cops on big bikes, and a protestor.
Robo-cops (notice the guy taking the pic super close).
We ended up escaping after lunch to wander the convention and I was able to purchase 10 pieces of Obama flair (buttons, if you will) and meandered down the 16th street mall. The only celebrity I spotted was Willington Webb, Denver's former mayor. Below are pictures of me, trying to be excited at the beginning of the shift, and of my favorite Big Blue Bear as I left the Convention Center.
It was fabulous to be in a room of over 100 people who all LOVED bacon. I mean, it truly is fabulous. I also learned that while Riesling is a great wine with bacon, you just can't beat bacon with PBR. Turns out there already is a Bacon Ice Cream, which I invented back in 2006 and am convinced someone stole the idea from my blog. hahaha. At any rate, both lecturers were entertaining and engaging, the food was fabulous, and The Lab again had mini Miller High Lifes, what more could I want on a Thursday?
As most of us know, yesterday was Valentine's Day. My roommate Laura had heard about an art opening called, most appropriately for the occasion "FAILURE" that was occuring at The Lab in Bel Mar (which is in Lakewood, a western-bordering suburb of Denver). So of course, we went. With promises of love songs played on the oboe, cheese fondue, readings of bad poetry, and Ms. Pac-Man to be played, who could resist?
To be sure, it did not disappoint. An added plus was Laura running into an acquaintance with an adorable three-year-old who I had the pleasure to converse with regarding her amazing ability to slide in and out from under a picnic table carefully placed on Astroturf. The art was interesting, featuring work from I believe 34 different artists and their interpretations of failure. They also had two old-school typewriters set-up so patrons could type their own messages of failure--or whatever else their heart's desired on this loved-filled day--and place the cards they typed on in a box for others to peruse.