I drove up to Simi Valley on Monday night with two friends. We left San Diego at 8:30, and didn't get back home until almost noon the next day. My roommate, a complete fool and a democrat to boot, asked me why I did it: "Why bother? Did you go just to say you did it?"
My response (delivered as I'm standing in front of the refrigerator plastered with Reagan magnets, holding a Reagan book in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other): "What are you, stupid?"
Come to think of it, I really didn't need to ask the question.
ROTFLMBO!
Here's a series of pictures showing the crowd at Simi Valley.
-PJ