Last night was different. Each Thursday Night has a different feel, a different crowd. This one was decidedly not very friendly.
Still, we had a good time, and I actually spent some time at the Democratic booth and the bike club booth.
A guy who had been talking to the Democratic Club president about environmental and transportation issues started directing his comments towards me, and eventually I had to tell him that I should get back to MY booth, and he was very surprised because I seemed to knowledgeable about the issues. Or at least, I bothered to listen to him.
Later, I headed over to the High Desert Cyclists booth on the other side of the Square, and helped Lynn, who was manning the booth by his lonesome, talk to a lady about the club. She was thinking that we were a store selling bikes. I guess that's because we are raffling off a BMX bike for kids. We explained that we're a club for riders, and she got excited because her husband goes out and rides at 5 am every morning. She took our flyer and said she'd tell her husband about our meetings.
