I realize the importance of today as has to do with American history and the direction of this country. I plan on exercising my right as a citizen, and I plan on keeping half an eye on what’s going on. There’s one thing I can’t do, and that’s talk about it anymore.
I often categorize myself as apolitical. Historically my political views have leaned liberal, but I was never a Young Democrat, nor have I bought a color coded coffee cup from 7-11. The fact of the matter is I just can’t stand talking politics. For that, it could be surmised that I’m living in the wrong city, but it only really bothers me every four years. In this case, I’m just tired of seeing the ads, the interview clips, the signs in the median, and the youtube videos, and I don’t care whether you approve this message. As far as I’m concerned, one of the best things about today is that tomorrow I’ll be free of it all. With that in mind, I’m imposing a moratorium on this blog (excepting this post) on use of the following words: vote, election, McCain, Obama, maverick, hope, change, Palin, moose, Alaska, Russia, campaign, bowling, basketball, shuffleboard, bridge, Depends, returns, Bush, projections, 90%, Britney Spears, country music, mushrooms, Coldplay… Hold on, where was I?
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As long as you vote.
And yes, I am SO ready for this to be over.
No! The moratorium!
Just take a deep breath and hide under a rock for 12 hours… then it will be over.
But Sarah, I can’t hold my breath for 12 hours.
How dare you mention Coldplay! I am repulsed. Yet I can not look away.
Then you won’t like this…
You forgot Joe the plumber. As of tomorrow, no more Joe the fucking plumber.
Oh wow. Massive oversight by me. Thankfully I didn’t see any of him yesterday either.
I saw some asshat in Georgetown wearing a POLO that said “Joe the Plumber” on the back. I’d love to run into him today.
And by “into,” you mean “over.”