I'm always intrigued by the candidates that don't bother to send back the questionnaire. "League of Who? Women vote? They're just going to vote for the handsome candidate with the pretty wife and kids, right?"

Thanks, all! I'll head over there and do some researcinatin'.

My hands aren't numb, but they kinda hurt. tambourining

I just went to the League of Women Voters to do some reading and the responses from the Libertarian candidates made me want to claw my face off.

I need to print out a sample ballot and make a cheat sheet with all the questions, proposals, and recommendations from the Chicago Bar Association on judges.

Apparently all of our propositions are confusingly worded, so I should make sure to actually read them before I get there. I know the one about casinos is "do you want to repeal the earlier vote on casinos?" and the earlier vote allowed them, so voting YES on the prop is voting NO to casinos.

Fun fact: the marathon finishers medal is designed also as a bottle opener. Crab claw, natch.

Also, a few blocks before me, locals had set up their own 'watering' station: they were passing out shots of natty boh. I was insistent 'that is totally not Gatorade, that's beer' to my neighbors. Was right!

Oh, the tyranny of recycling. So much in my house is recyclable. My recycling can is full. The recycling can gets picked up twice a month. The garbage can is half empty, it gets picked up every week. If I want to get this stuff out of my house, it has to go into the garbage, which makes me feel awful.

edit: and glass doesn't go in the recycling bin. I suspect my city's recycling effort is actually a business deal with companies that make things out of very specific items. Having glass in there would mess up the processing for those few companies. So glass, the most recyclable thing out there after metal, goes in the garbage,

No glass recycling? Weird.

The first annual Dirty Dog 5K was very fun! A really nice crowd of people and dogs. Walter started out wanting to go fast, so I did my best for him for a quarter mile or so. Most of the way we went at about our training pace or a little faster. Then, just like on our training runs, after about two miles (specifically, about 50 yards past the aid station on the second lap) he decided it was time to lie down in the shade and not run any more. I let him have a few minutes of that, and once I convinced him to get moving again he was willing to go at our usual pace.

Just before the aid station on our second lap, a guy was handing out cups of water so you didn't have to actually stop. Which I took advantage of, because, as I told him, it made me feel like a real runner. But then we stopped at the aid station so Walter could have a cup of water. And then we stopped in the shade.

They had divided the dogs into small, medium, and large categories for the top finishers. Woodrow's owners and I agreed they should have an old dog category, as Woodrow was 9 and Walter is 11 and we think they did pretty good considering.

Anyway, long story short, good race, will try to run again! Granite Bay SRA is a nice park.

Oh, and had lunch at what turned out t be a coffee shop that allowed dogs on the patio, so I had a cappuccino because Sleepy Hollow. It was not quite as satisfying as I had hoped. But eating lunch on the breezy patio was nice.

That's great, -t!! Go, Walter!!

I sometimes feel like I should start running again just so I could take CB running. I think she'd like it.

I remember reading or hearing somewhere that glass doesn't make financial sense to recycle because it's (a) heavy and (b) really cheap to make new (because sand).