On my way in, the Falun Gong practicing their morning Tai Chi:
Their silent protest:
I was at a party sponsored by Pepsi for the delegates. It kicked off around 1:00. There weren't a lot of people there. I started talking to a couple of delegates from Washington state who told me Hillary had called a meeting with her delegates for 1 o'clock and that the roll call vote had been moved up. I didn't know until I hit the street that Obama had been nominated. I saw Governor Ritter and Howard Dean's wife, Dr. Judy Steinberg.
I left around 4:30 and the streets were still hopping. There were cops, cops and more cops. There were police escorted motorcades. I have no idea who was in them. Here are some of the folks I ran into along the way:
Bush looks a bit like Nixon in this one.
The lone stoner dude. Hey, it was shortly after 4:20 so maybe his fellow demonstrators went for a smoke break.
These gals were calling themselves the Missile Dick Chicks. They said they were from Crawford, Texas.
I decided to turn west on to Blake St. and head toward the Pepsi Center and maybe a glimpse of Anderson Cooper. I got as close as I could without credentials. I ran into these people along the way:
Denver's finest along the same route that I saw the motorcade take.
Rednecks for Obama. God love 'em.
This nice lady gave me a Make Out not War sticker:
Whackaloons. The closer I got, the louder he spoke. I think there may have been spittle at the corners of his mouth.