A Dead End Road

or two, or three, or thirty.

I'm helping out my local Congressional candidate and agreed to put out yard signs for voters who requested a sign. I got a list of 38 houses, recruited my friend Brandon, and off we went across this great county city putting out yard signs.

The first sign - end of a dead end road.

Second sign - end of a dead end road.

I kid you not.

You people living on dead end streets are very politically active. Thank you for your support. Do you really think you need a sign in your yard that only you will see?

Let's play a game. Can you spot this political sign (or any other soul who might see it)?

Is that a house or hay bale?

Is that a sign I see?

Ahh.... there it is. Next to the lone driveway.

This was one of the first few houses. We thought it was too funny and snapped a few pictures to commemorate the moment. Well the night just got more comical. I swear - at least 30 out of the 38 houses were on dead end streets, most being the actual last house on the street.

So how else should we end the night but on the deadest end of all dead ends. (Did that make sense?)


There is a house back there....... I think. No kidding - there are apparently three houses back there. And this is in a subdivision. Yea! Nice houses, nice street, you get to the end of the street and off to the side runs this long gravel alley way that leads to a couple more houses. OMG! I am not going any further down this creepy gravel road. We stuck a sign at the end of the drive and called it a night.

Is this some opponent strategy that I'm not aware of - make campaigns waste valuable signs and make poor volunteers waste their gas for little or no exposure? I really wouldn't doubt it. Alas, I think I just drew the short end of the stick with my list.

Thanks, Brandon, for staying out until 10:30 at night putting out yard signs. 5 hours of work = dinner at McDonalds. That's about right. Ha!