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March 18, 2009

The Frontlines of Hope Continued part 2

More about working for Obama. In the fall I was training in Denver for Four day. I shared a hotel room with 6 guys from all over the country. One of the guys in that room was John P. who I would run into again in another state. There was also Clait F. who organized much of the volunteer model that we would be using to organize tens of thousand of people across the country for turn out votes for Obama.

Trainings started at 9 am and went all day till about 9 am. It was exhausting and often overwhelming. Lots of code was thrown around, Rap, CMDs, Turf, Obs, T1's, T2's. Week 1's, week 2's. And also lots of questions were asked that I did not understanding, Like: What's the difference between a Contact and a Door? or Do Obs count as CMDs and are they paid from their first Knock? The learning curve was very high. The worst part was that I was told over and over that I would be responsible for every bit of the information "on day one" to make sure that my office ran smoothly, that it met it's goals and that my hired staff got paid. We were also told very often by our trainers that new staff often refer to running a campaign office as one of the most challenging experience of their lives.

In four days I went in and out of roll plays to prepare for hiring, managing, motivating and firing staff. We roll played every interaction that we would encounter, from taking calls from perspective hires, to group overviews with newly hired staff. Every detail of the office had a script, a word for word dialogue of how the interaction would go, in canvasser organizing this was called the Rap.

So essentially I spent 4 day memorizing a number of Raps that would enable me to run my office and interact with my staff efficiently. on the forth day at midnight I found out that I was headed to Philly to begin my campaign experience. My plane was leaving at 6am and I need to go pack and be on a bus at 4am.

March 13, 2009

Hiiidey hoooo!

So it has been a while since I've been on the blog! I've been in transition for the past couple of months from Christie's art world to the world of Axa Financial and thinking from art as an asset to equities, options, munis, and the ruin of Bernie Madoff. I'm telling you, when one of your financial advisor partner's last name is Manoff, you don't have a lot of people who are about to jump at working with you.
Either way, it still is a great time to look around for people who need help with their financials, finding support in this time, as well as needing someone to trust with their money. It is also very tough to be different out there in a market which has been suddenly saturated with 'advisors,' like Suze Orman (who doesn't even have her Series 7 license). Luckily I have good references and a great company by my side to help with this time. And thank the lord Bernie is finally in jail, where he deserves to be because he needs to be (edited for content) and (edited for content)... Will check back soon! And be sure, more Lost and movie reviews are on the way!

NATE!

March 12, 2009

The Final CountdWOOHOOSPRINGBREAK!!! (Or, Before You Start...)

Hey gang,

Even though I just blogged on Monday, I'm already back posting again because I looove you! It has nothing to do with me trying anything I can to stop thinking about the fact that I am still 29 hours and 25 minutes away from the start of my spring break (make that 24 minutes!).

Yesterday I witnessed something so hilarious that I just have to share it with everyone I see (and everyone that I e-see, which I guess is what I do with all you wonderful blog readers). Anyway, last night I was at my usual Wednesday night jazz quartet gig at the Bean & Leaf here in New London, and just as our drummer Jonas and I were playing the intro to the first tune, a young man in the front row got up from his seat, walked around to the stage side of his table, and reached for the unused chair that sat there, moving it out of the way of our saxophonist Kevin.

"What a courteous gesture that will minorly improve the quality of our performance," I said to myself in my typically articulate inner monologue. A moment later, it was time for Kev and our trumpeter Johnny to play the opening melody to the song.

They simultaneously drew in a breath each, placed their lips on their respective mouthpieces, visualized the round, clear, warm tones that they were about to produce in harmony with one another, and were about to let the first notes sing from their instruments when the aforementioned young man leaned towards Kevin, whose eyelids were shut tight and whose mind was levitating upwards to the ethereal expanse between consciousness and musical expression, and tapped him on the elbow and asked, "Hey man, what time do you guys play until?"

The obliviousness to the dynamic of the situation displayed by this young man, whose mannerisms displayed no trace of malice or mischief, coupled with the Rolexian precision of the timing of his actions, was so funny to both myself and Johnny that we temporarily lost control of our instruments, producing neither the sought-after dulcet blare of the trumpet nor the growling thump of the double bass but rather something more akin to the flatulence of a cartoon character accompanied by the glissando moan of a drunken orca trying not to vomit all over the ocean floor.

We finished the song and the set after regaining our composure, but all night I was unable to exceed the entertainment excellence that marked the outset of our performance.

Well, that's about it from my life. Tonight I'm watching Role Models (which is FINALLY out on DVD) with good buddy and fellow ex-Conn Laura Brown '07, so I'm guaranteed to have even more chuckles tonight. After that I'll only be a day away from a week off (okay that sentence was poorly constructed).

Happy sunshine day,

Baby White Tiger

March 9, 2009

Wrist & Wrelaxation (Or, What Happens On Spring Break Gets Released a Few Months Later on CD and iTunes)

Well a how-dy to all y'all! I hope everyone is doing well.

Another Monday lays before us, but at least I can count on one hand the number of days until I'm on Spring Break (assuming that hand is non-disfigured). We New Londonians got a bit of a spring preview this weekend when temperatures climbed as high as 60 degrees! I used this gift from the weather gods as an opportunity to pick rocks and cigarette butts off my lawn (apparently when snow melts it leaves behind rocks and cigarette butts. Awesome.). The project is far from complete (or explainable), but hopefully I'll be able to borrow a rake from somebody and get the grass on my side of the fence to be green in no time.

This wasn't the only unpleasant surprise left by the last gasp of winter that we experienced about a week ago. While shoveling snow for three hours on Monday (my flamethrower was broken), I strained both my wrists, making it quite uncomfortable to play bass. My teacher prescribed some good old-fashioned downtime, and I'm happy to report that I'm currently about 95% of the way to recovery! It just occurred to me that I probably don't need to be typing this blog entry right now (you see what I put myself through just to make you laugh, people?).

In other Chris Reilly news, as I mentioned my Spring Break (drink!) starts this Friday, and I am significantly excited. I'll be sunning myself in balmy Somerville, MA (hey, it almost has the word "summer" in it), where the rest of the Welcome to Florida boys and I will be working on our new album (post your suggestions for album titles by pressing the comment button). We haven't put out a new CD in about two years, so I can't wait to get this project done!

Speaking of checking things off my to-do list, I used my lunch break today to finally accomplish something that I've been meaning to take care of for literally over a year (no, not getting that tribal armband tattoo removed; this baby is not going ANYWHERE!). I straightened my tie, checked my teeth, dusted off my birth certificate, scrounged together $110 (thanks instant scratch tickets), and headed down to the New London post office to apply for a US Passport. I have to say that much like my recent visits to the DMV, the service could not have been any faster or friendlier! I should have my booklet in hand within 4-6 weeks, after which I'll be able to travel the globe and sate my wanderlust (wow that came out really dirty). While that means that I won't be able to skip down to Cancun next week, I should be all set should WTF decide to play a couple gigs in Amsterdam this summer (that was a joke, but actually it's not a bad idea; I think our sound would mesh with their lifestyle nicely).

Well that's about it from my front. Make sure to spring your clocks forward if you haven't done so already!

Much love,

C-Rei