Wouldn't it be fun if his running mate's name was Jan?

Here's what a few local folks have been saying about the Dean rally last night in Bryant Park.

I, regretfully, did not attend and have no excuse. Well one; whenever I'm in a large group of people I become overwhelmed by an urge to make percussive fart noises with my armpit. That or yodel. I might try to tell you it's a by-product of mild Asperger's Syndrome, but the truth is I just want attention. And heck, it was Dean's day.