Saturday, March 6, 2010

Me. Cindy. Us. Together.

While in Phoenix this week for my training, I was invited to go to a John McCain event down in Tucson. Not an easy decision, because I've got lots of work to do at home and I'd planned on being home by 7pm on Friday. BUT.....they twisted my arm. Yeah right....

I knew Scott Brown, the Senator from Massachusettes would be there. This is Scott hurting me:



Actually he was autographing my shirt. Not my idea, but I thought it was a funny one. So I went along with it.

You might remember Scott Brown. He won in a very widely covered Senate race for the Massachusettes seat back in February.



But then, SHE appeared.



Oh yes, Cindy McCain, you will be MINE. What? OH, I mean, uh, MY FRIEND......



Yep. We're friends now. Tight. I'm sure she doesn't call me Shawna like everyone else. She's got a pet name for me that goes something like, "That very strange little red head from Mohave County," but that's how we are. We joke.

McCain gave a very uplifting speech, and spared the negative stuff for his radio ads. For those of you not in Arizona, McCain is running for re-election to his Senate seat. It's not another Presidential bid. Don't worry.



I was next to the McCains during their speeches at the podium, so I snapped a photo with my phone and texted it around. "Guess who's standing next to Cindy McCain......?"

Fun day. Learned some neat stuff. Saw a big time campaign in action. Cool!

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Misguided Usage of POWER

I like talking to the public, especially as much as I do, because I can hear their understanding of the big topics in our community. And if they don't understand, I try to set them straight. Believe me, I don't touch the subjects that I have little knowledge of. I can't be going around spreading the wrong info. Lucky for me, I know lots and lots of stuff. Stuff you wouldn't be interested in.

For instance, the public sometimes gets the wrong idea of what the City Council (and the City, for that matter) has jurisdiction over.
Someone wrote a letter to our newspaper blaming the City for the shoddy looking London Bridge sign that's on the highway. Well, that's not a City sign. It's the London Bridge Resort's sign and they haven't fixed it up for many many years. What can the City do about it? Probably not much. The sign isn't breaking any city codes or laws. It's just crappy.

Last year a promoter put together a big boat race and had it out on the lake. But he didn't have all the proper permits in place ahead of time. Permits from the Coast Guard, the Bureau of Land Management (because they control the land under the water--where a buoy would be anchored) and Game & Fish. So the promoter appealed to the City and the Mayor, asking them to pleeease let him put on his boat race even though he didn't have the permits. He was given this answer, "The City doesn't have jurisdiction. That's federal and state." Which is correct. But the citizens who only read a small portion of each newspaper article see it differently. I'm guessing it's people who only read headlines. They are still whining about the City making it difficult for event promoters to put on such events. Seriously????

But this last example is my favorite. You all know our friend Buster. You know, THIS GUY:



Well, a friend of mine who lost an election a couple of years ago confided in me that his loss was due IN FACT to Buster (County Supervisor) because he'd managed to get the ballots printed in such a way that was unfair to him. The rule is, candidate's names are alternated in position from ballot to ballot. That way, when the uninformed voter fills out his ballot and just checkmarks the first candidate's name on each list, everyone has a fair chance of getting a vote. Well apparently it was assumed by this guy that Buster made it so the names wouldn't alternate their positions on the ballots. I let this friend of mine know that Buster actually doesn't have power over that, it's the County Elections Dept. But he persisted. "Buster knew what he was doing." I tried to explain a situation we had that same year with ballots where the names did not alternate because candidates were told to come to the Elections office and draw their name out of a hat to pick a position on the ballot. Since I was the only Precinct Committeeman to show up, they let me draw EVERYONE'S names for my Precinct. I know this is all Greek to you but I'll keep explaining. I drew my name as well as Buster's because he's in my Precinct. Buster's was drawn in the last position on the ballot. And no, it didn't alternate because the process was DRAWN. If the Elections Dept was so gung ho for Buster, they'd have used their power to change it so he wouldn't appear last on the ballot. But they didn't. They actually giggled about it and I heard they talked about it at the next County-wide meeting. They gleefully announced that Shawna Thornton was the only candidate to show up and draw names for the ballots. Yes, I was drunk with power.

Now, I can honestly say that at the Federal level, they're screwing us big time. They're sending money to Haiti by the millions (or was it billions?) and meanwhile there's people starving in the U.S. We're throwing money at the Feds and they're spending it very stupidly. But here at the local level we're quite honest, really.
Not because the press is breathing down our backs but because we have more scruples than the Feds. They do things that are outright illegal, and when they are confronted they just lie. We know this is fact. So, let's all hate the Feds, and let the local government try to get the jobs done.

Mark Hahn Memorial 300

I was lucky enough to be a staff member once again during the Mark Hahn Memorial Race. It's 300 miles of jet ski racing out on Lake Havasu, in fact it's the world's longest continual jet ski race. 10 mile laps, nearly 50 race teams, and quite a bit of wind and rain was this year's fun stuff....









The awards ceremony is always long because there are lots of classes, lots of participants, and lots of people who need to be recognized for their involvement and effort. But I had to laugh when the guy who did scoring with his transponder system was asked to come up on stage and say a few words. Okay, that's overkill. But the system worked very nicely. Made my job a lot easier. In fact, it ELIMINATED the worst part of my job!!

The transponder guy had a co-worker with him, and as soon as I saw him I gasped because he looked so much like my half brother Dwane who lives in Iowa. Here's Dwane with his wife:



And here's Dwane's doppleganger out on the lake with me on Saturday:



They could be twins. TWINS!

Well here's the best photo I have of the overall winners of the race; Craig Warner and Vince Ferrara.



It was a dark stage, and this photo turned out because someone's flash went off the same time mine did. Right on!!!

BBQ Contest, Or Campaign Stop?



Until I saw that picture I had no idea my hair color had gotten so red. Ug. It's like Bette Midler or something.

Steve and I attended an annual BBQ contest at Mike and Aline Love's home, and Steve had his usual position of JUDGE. I was merely a bystander. A bystander who campaigned a little...





The food was tremendous. This year's project was chicken, and everyone had such wonderful entries. Here's Steve taking a sample as his fellow judge Rick discovers him....



We had so much fun I forgot who ended up winning. Maybe I better consult my photos.

Politickin' and Stuff

Here's some photos from our Lincoln Day Dinner.

Our first speaker was Eric Golub, a blogger and author who is tremendously funny:


And no, I couldn't get my "red eye removal" thing to work so he looks like he's more heated up than usual.

This is our keynote speaker of the evening, JD Hayworth. He's recently announced he's running against McCain for Arizona State Senate. Good luck with ALLLLL THAT....




This is me with camera man Jim Matthews. We've worked together on some stuff in the past and he had his big ol' t.v. camera covering this event. Apparently he thought it was a good time to whisper in my ear, rather than smile for my camera....



I'm glad I thought of this ahead of time; I knew there'd be no way to save my seat because I'd be running around like a headless chicken before the dinner started. So I made my own place card and put it on my seating of choice.



Here's something that only I think is funny; taking very unflattering photos of people when they least expect it. And then publishing it on the BLOG....



Poor Samantha. I've known her for several years and now she's a senior in high school. You would think she could trust me by now.

So, I managed to hear ahead of time that candidates would be allowed to put their signage up outside the venue. This was good, considering the INSIDE of the venue was not candidate-friendly. (this is not normal--in the past this event has been very candidate-friendly) I brought my 8 foot banner and put it up outside the entrance. And I was the ONLY candidate to do so....



Nice, huh? And that's my mom's 20 year old dress I'm wearing. It still smelled musty like the storage unit she's been keeping it in.