No sense taking yourself seriously...

Every time I leave the house to knock on doors, I come back with a story. Today is no different. I had one of those classic "me" moments. I had just finished leaving a house, stepped out into the street only to have my walklist binder go one way, my nominating petition clipboard the other. As I crouched in the street gathering my scattered papers, an SUV pulled up next to me. Finally I gathered my composure only to look up and see my next door neighbor looking down at me with an ornery grin. "How's the campaign going?" Nothing like being caught in your finest moment.