It's Still Dark Out 5:00 AM I'm about to drag my ass out of my apartment, onto the cold, dark streets on New York City and hop on a 5 hr bus ride to D.C. I hope you're happy! I'm serious, I hope you're happy, because I am. I'm super excited about today. We are going to look back on today as one of the defining moments in our generation. I'm so glad I get to be a part of it... even if it means waking up on a Saturday when I'm usually stumbling home. So this is it, welcome to the LiveBlog feed of MissBleecker's Road To Washington! I'll be updating periodically throughout the day, at and after the rally. These are the words of the happenings, if you want the images check out my updates on Twitter. I'll see you on the bus! Side Note: Are we digging this patriotic background or what? The Road To Nowhere 10:30 AM So I've been sitting on this bus for about 4 1/2 hrs now, going in and out of consciousness and simultaneously watching the leaves change. The South is very pretty this time of year. (Okay, I know it's not really the South, but for a Yankee like me it might as well be Alabama.) With being as close as we are to DC I'm getting really excited, now hopefully our bus driver will stay inside the lines and quit scraping the shoulder so we can get there in one piece. And remember, free kisses to whoever recognizes the cookies on my t-shirt! Update: We just crossed the border, MissBleecker is in Washington DC! The Dead Zone 3:30 PM Apologies for the lack of updates, apparently there were just too many damn people with Smartphones and we broke the internet! Hurray strength in numbers! Don't fret though, I took plenty of pictures and made sure to write down my updates. Look for my time-delayed LiveBlog later! Check out some pictures I took on Twitter! Sorry For The Delay 12:30PM So the internet is not working, an unexpect set back but I will continue to write and will update later. I got on the DC Metro, which sucks but the way, expecting to get off at one stop to meet up with my people, but when I saw hundred of people with signs, cheering and piling off the Green Line at Archives-Navy I knew I had to make a choice. I said to myself, MissBleecker, do you want to be with your friend or do you want to be with these good people? And so here I am, alone, waiting on the port-a-potties line, because I'm a womand and I have a weak bladder. Good thing for me the toilets are also close to the action because when The Roots took the stage I was able to jam to the music in between a pro-gay and pro-weed faction. Oh look, John Legend just took the stage! I'll be back with more later! Gotta love the thusands of people who showed up for a vague rally! Party Central 1:30 PM The Prince of Darkness himself, Ozzy Osbourne just took the stage and performed Crazy Train. There are thousenads upon thousands of people here. Many are in costume, anticipating the upcoming holiday. Those who can't see and are bave enough climbed anything they could to get even a glimpse of a megatron. Perched atop lampposts, trees and even port-a-potties the masses gather, their single unifying quality, to be together today and to show the government that even if we don't really know why we're here, we can at least throw one hell of a party. Through The Crowd 2:30 PM I started making my way out of the mall, nothing was going to make me stay and wait for the chaos that would surely ensue when the thouse of people that had shown up left all at once. The Metro was shitty enoug without a bunch of rowdy rallygoers. Besides, I figured it would take me just as long to get out of the crowd. As I made my way through the masses, I watched the people, I read their signs, granted most of them were in suport of legalizing marijuana, but they were witty nonetheless. I looked around at the people, they were all individuals, each with a different costume, slogan, perspective, but when I looked out into the crowd, all I saw was a blur. The individuals became everyone and I was a part of them. Finally, Jon Stewart took the stage and I could barely make out what he was saying as I sifted through the people, but to be hoenst, and I'm sorry Jon, it really didn't matter. Would I have gotten a better view if I'd arrived earlier, maybe, would I have had a better experience if I was with my friends, perhaps, if my glob and myself were of any relevance at all and I could have gotten media access would I have been happier, who knows? The point, of which I can surmise based on the vaguness of the situation, is that we were all there for different reasons, from different places, with different people, of different ages and backgrounds and ethnicities, but we were all there. And even though I was't there with my friends, I was not alone and even though I didn't hear or see a goddamn thing, I got the point. Just In Case You Were Wondering... Aside from Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert others in attendance were The Roots, John Legend, Ozzy Osburne, Yusuf Islam, Mavis Staples, Jeff Tweedy, Tony Bennett, Kid Rock, Sheryl Crowe, Jamie Hyneman, Adam Whitney Savage, Mick Foley and an estimated 250,000 schmucks like me!