Tonight was a good night. 4 more people signed on, and even better, I got to talk to a whole bunch of people that were both interested and outraged at what's been going on. Most of them elected not to become members this evening, but I could see their brains working as I wished them a good evening and continued on.

One thing I did notice is that I am absolutely without any nervousness when I ring these bells. I've been doing presentations and speaking in front of people for various reasons for a long time, but it wasn't until tonight that I realized just how thoroughly it does not bother me. I suppose being a waiter was perfect training for this. I certainly never felt nervous walkin' up to my next table, but I kinda thought it would be different out there on the street.

It's not. Same thing exactly.

Each time before I ring the bell--just like each time I stepped to a new table--the only thing that goes through my mind is "What kind of person am I going to meet now?"

Tonight it was a whole bunch of good ones, and I'm really quite thankful that they all gave me a few moments of their time to talk about some very important issues facing this country. Sure, I need them to sign up so I hit my quota and get paid slightly more. But seeing the difference between last night's consecutive blowoffs and tonight's great conversations, it proved to me that setting these minds in motion is even more rewarding than the money alone.

I like this job. We've just got to make sure we're getting out of there on time. Leaving late every night definitely puts a bit of a negative vibe on otherwise great shifts.

Back on the street corner tomorrow. I can't wait to hear what wonderful excuses people come up with to justify their apathy. Lunch can wait 2 minutes! Let's chat about some really important shit, first. Although it might ruin your appetite, it very well could ignite your conscience, and believe me, that's a great thing. A lit conscience is a first step toward change. And we need a lot of change right now.