Wednesday, November 05, 2008


You may call him President Barack Obama.

As in President of the United States of America.

President Obama.

President Barack.

President B.H. Obama. this like real?

PS: Here's a forecast for you. He's going to be the most awesome president ever.

PPS: You wanna know why? Because he's going to call on the most awesome team to back him up.

PPPS: Dude, do I need to tell you who that team is?

PPPPS: Did you vote?

PPPPPS: You did? Good.

PPPPPPS: Now look in the mirror. Is that you? It is?

PPPPPPPS: Well then, welcome to the party pal.

PPPPPPPPS: And yes, that includes you Cros :)

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

If You Read One Blog Today...

Don't make it mine, make it Sully's. He's been posting up people's recollections of their voting experiences as history unravels. I'm man enough to admit that stories like this make me a bit weepy:

"Got up at 6:00am to vote. Put on my sweatshirt and my jeans that reek of Korean barbecue. I arrived at my polling place, a church, at 6:15. I counted. I was number 50 in line. We still had 45 minutes before the polling place opened. You had to stand. You coudn't sit or even lean against the building. It rained all night. The sidewalk was wet. When the polls opened...there were 200 people waiting. Some in heels. Some in ties. Some in pajamas. Lots of hair pulled back in ponytails. Lots of baseball caps. Dodgers. Red Sox. Indians.

"The line stretched from the church to the Burger King around the corner. Kinda fitting. That's America. Faith and french fries. I watched people walk out with their "I voted" stickers. You could see the smiles...and a few tears. An older woman got her ballot and told the poll worker..."I've voted my entire life, but this is what I have been waiting for.""

May God bless America. May God bless the world.

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