Campaign continues.......

22 days left until election day. My real estate business is slowing up somewhat, leaving more time to campaign. I honestly have no idea of where I stand in the polls. The was a phone survey done a couple weeks ago but the results were deemed "inconclusive" because there were too many undecided voters at that time. Maybe it's better this way, I don't know. All I know is, I'm going to give it all I've got until Nov. 7th, cause I'd hate to think I lost just cause I got out-worked. Last Saturday afternoon Jeannie and I worked in Salem. It was a nice day and I really enjoy going door to door meeting people. But it's rather exhausting, after 4 hours I was pooped. Some people want to know your stance on the issues, others just grab the handout and slam the door and some won't even open the door because they don't recognize you. So that's a little awkward, me yelling through the door while they stand on the other side and stare, but for the most part everyone is gracious and receptive.

Dynamite vs. Ambassadors

So, the Dell Rapids Chamber of Commerce came up with a great idea- inviting the Harlem Ambassadors to town for an exhibition game. The Ambassadors being a traveling team, not unlike the Globetrotters, traveling the country and promoting an anti-drug, good sportsmanship message. All good stuff, except who are they going to play once they get here? Enter the Dell Rapids Dynamite, locals who at one time all shined on the court. All except for me. I have no idea why I ever said yes, although I remember a conversation about "political candidate" and "good public exposure." When I got to the gym at 6 pm tonight, the Ambassadors were already warming up. My blood turned to ice water in my veins. They were all gigantically tall, fast and young. They even had a female player who was only 5' 4" but had played pro ball too. Now I thought right up to tip-off that this would be basically a game of keep-away with clowning around. WRONG. These guys are playing for keeps. There were a lot of young guns and not so young guns from DR being given a clinic for free out there. That's when I had a mature moment and decided that my place was on the bench, slapping hands, passing out towels and keeping up morale. Hey, don't be too hard on me, I was the oldest guy on the team, and I couldn't play basketball when I was 20. With age comes wisdom. And I got a really cool t-shirt that says "Dell Rapids Dynamite" on it. All in all, a good night and I live to play another day.