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It's all about water.

Well, you've heard from the high and mighty. Here's a report on how I was very mildly useful in improvised fashion. I got there late, around 11:15 a.m., found the name tag table unmanned and sat down to man it. It was not far from the dividing line between our rally and those pro-Palestinian people. So a lot of what I did was explain to them that they could *not* have name tags. Sheesh.

The name tag table was, qua table, a place the press came up to it and asked for our leader. I directed the press to Kristinn, describing him as the guy in the black suit with a mustard tie (HELLO!!?), which pretty much identified him uniquely. Kristinn, needless to say, you were great, calm, and on message. I repeat all the praise set forth above and add that next time I see you I'm giving you a new tie. Hee hee.

I kept a close eye on the drifters from the other camp. But basically what I did was give aid and comfort to our friends. I gave shaded shelter to a friendly Fox news crew and offered (although got no takers) water to the U.S. Park Police, who as usual were *so* professional! So I enjoyed the speech and enjoyed giving water to friendly forces.

Let the record show I left the table but three times: to get Joe's autograph for my boyfriend (hee hee, I feel strongly World Net Daily guy and I are now on first names as a result of my brief "your speech was great" conversation with him); to hear the Sgt. speak (wow, was he great, I had to be up front with my jaw hanging, he's such a hero); and a third time when the Palestinian protestors were coming uncomfortably close to the rally (which is why it's always safe, I guess, 'cause there's always Park Police nearby to go stand by when that happens).