Somehow the March for Our Lives just wasn't on my radar. A lot of friends, particularly from First UU Church, marched Saturday here in Houston. I decided to take a bike ride with some other friends and friends of theirs. It was good for me to catch up and make some new acquaintances; however, as the day went on, I felt an increasing sense of FOMO. (That's Fear Of Missing Out, for my less Web-savvy readers.) Dammit, I said to myself, I could have been collecting signatures for the Greens, assuming that not every registered voter at the March had voted in a primary election this year. I didn't even think about putting the event on the HCGP Petitioning Opportunities calendar until too late.
My clipboards and I also didn't hang out near the gates of the In Bloom Music Festival over the weekend as I'd kind of wanted to. In addition, there was the Lyons Avenue Renaissance Festival (no, not that kind of Renaissance) in Fifth Ward.
But I'm not sweating it too profusely, especially since I'm not certain how many other Greenies across the state, if any, are actively petitioning.
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