Last night, I spoke about my campaign at the Little Italy Neighborhood Association in Wilmington, a great group that I have appeared before several times in the past.  Rocky Bluewinkle, the large furry blue moose who serves as the Wilmington Blue Rocks mascot, was also in attendance.

Let me say from the outset that I am a huge Rocky fan–”Rocky” was one of Zach’s first words, and he screams it out plaintively from the Blue Rocks stands every time Rocky disappears into the dugout.  Last night, I saw another potential side of Rocky.  First of all, after being introduced and making his grand entrance, he took a seat up front rather than leaving, and sat through presentations by the Wilmington Fire Department and Police Department.  The police representatives started talking about how every suspected criminal they get a call about is described as wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans.  Well, Rocky wears a white Blue Rocks t-shirt and blue pants (or he may be naked from the waist down and simply covered in blue fur, but let’s assume blue pants for modesty’s sake).  Shortly after the “criminals in t-shirts and blue jeans” discussion, Rocky’s handler came up behind him, whispered in his moose ear, and both the handler and Rocky abruptly got up and left.   

You can draw your own conclusions here, but I’m a little concerned about Rocky is up to.