Occupy Guilt

Yesterday was jam-packed. In a good way. I've got real things to do at the old trabajo and that feels good. Except when a good day is followed by a (great) run through McPhearson square, Occupy DC's homeland. I'm thinking--I really want to be with you guys in this. Of course, I'm with them on this, but I'm no there. They have a board of needs, the largest of which that I could read while running by was "Plates". So, I'm going to work on getting them some plates.