Sparks Fly! (when I put my foot in my mouth)

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/culture/detail?entry_id=64398

I never really know, when looking for political events to write about, which ones will be weird.

But the answer is all of them. If I need something wacky and blog-worthy, I just need to show up to someone's political fundraiser because no matter the race and no matter the candidate, one of us is going to say something odd.

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Friday night, I headed down to the Hotel Adagio to meet Theresa Sparks, candidate for Supervisor in District 6. My friend Anna had urged me to go, promising that I'd love Theresa. But my only previous experience with this former Police Commissioner/male was at a party when she walked into an elevator and I walked out. Theresa was almost regal boarding that elevator, and I was far too intimidated to introduce myself.

I don't live in SF so I don't know Ms. Sparks' positions on the issues, but she has a very interesting and compelling life story and background.  she's quite a remakable woman.