• Isobamapresidentyet.com (seen above) and Palinaspresident.com • My man won. I have backed him all along and I can’t even tell you what a relief it is to see him come out ahead with such a wide margin. I have faith in him and I know fully well that he could disappoint me hugely (being human and all) but I believe in his essential goodness enough to really really root for him to do the…
I’m so excited/nervous/barfy/worried about how today is going to unfold. I have my hunches and my hopes, but we all know those don’t amount to a hill of vomit-flavored jelly beans. I remember being so full of hope in 2004 and then feeling all that slip away like sand in my fingers. Dirty, stinking, fickle sand that I clearly never had a grasp on anyway. Waking up and knowing Bush had managed to pull it…
Did y’all see that story that caused Matt Drudge’s latest scandalgasm? The one where the white campaign worker in Pittsburgh claimed she was attacked by a black man who became enraged when he saw a McCain sticker on her car, and pounced on her, beat the crap out of her, then carved a B into her cheek? Yeah. That story, didja see it? Well, guess what. She made it up! HT: Sully, who also calls…
Last night I dreamed that I had awesome clandestine closet sex with Barack Obama at a party. And then I felt really, really bad for doing such a thing to Michelle.
The race for Trent Lott’s Senate seat is hot hot hot. I’ve been seeing fairly nasty ads (my own observation is that most of the nasty ones have come from Ronnie Musgrove’s opponent Roger Wicker and his supporters) for weeks now, like the one where the mean voiceover lady says that “RONNIE MUSGROVE TRIED TO KILL OUR STATE FLAG.” I didn’t realize your state flag was alive, Mississippi, but that is kind of freaking magical…
What a week this has been. I feel like complete crap. I called out sick Wednesday with some head trouble and today I’m at home in my sweats, watching football (it’s a bit more palatable now that I’m on the fantasy football horse), battling the barf monster. This is a real bummer, as I had big plans for tonight. Also, I don’t like hanging around the house, puking. I don’t know what’s going on with…
Dude goes to Shelby County Election Commission office Friday to register to vote. They turn him away (rudely, he says) because they are out of forms. And yet, there are forms on their website. Here. The deadline to register to vote here is, of course, Monday. So time is of the essence. Am I to believe that the Shelby County Election Commission does not have internet access? Or a printer? What. The. Shit.
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