This weekend was the opening of the Hiawatha Light Rail. I enjoyed the day with Kate and got to nerd out/go into tourist mode a bit and take copious amounts of photos (of which I will soon be posting, well half are digital, the other half I need to get developed yet)... but more importantly...

I saw the most beautiful man doing voter registration at the Cedar Riverside stop. Do I still need to get registered to vote? YES. Did I go and speak with the most beautiful man ever in order to get registered to vote? NO. Why? because evidently I am perpetually fourteen years old and instead took a picture of him while waiting for the train to take us to the Franklin stop. Kate said that he took a picture of us as well, although I do like to believe I'm invisible, I'm finding that pretty likely.Related to that --- I had an amusing conversation with Maria today that went a little something like this...

M: Do you know who Dale is WITH for helping people register to vote?
C: No, I was going to ask him though. the sign in front of the beautiful man’s table said ACT.
M: Hm…you should volunteer with them, maybe then you’d MEET him.
C: Who is it though… ACT… I tried googling key words today and got nowhere.
M: Jeez, it could be anything.
C: Exactly.
M: But you could be making beautiful babies for me to babysit to see if I want them…
C:And now the pathetic weeping begins.
Oh. I am a sad sad creature.
M: Woe is you…:)
C: *weep* *weep*
*weep**weep* *weep*
*weep* *weep**weep* *weep**weep* *weep**weep* *weep* (etc.)
M: No weeping. You’re fabulous.


Friends are really spectacular things to have.