Feels good to be able to move on from all that election crap, doesn't it? Especially considering the outcome? Well allow me a few more sentences and then I promise we can put it behind us and go back to more important things like my favorite pairs of shoes and lengthy diatribes about the insanity of folks who insist on loading their toilet paper so it feeds from the bottom of the roll. In fact, since I've brought it up can we maybe put an amendment outlawing such a practice up for vote in California? I know they'll do the right thing. They're good at banning stuff that doesn't have anything to do with anything.
Oh right, I had something I wanted to say about the election so we can put it to bed around here: I just want to thank all of you crazy blue-staters who came through for those of us stuck down here in the red. I haven't even lived in a blue state since I was ten years old, and seeing my votes getting swallowed up by my unfortunately misled fellow electorate is getting kind of old. Between Georgia, Kentucky, Tennessee and Wyoming, the only place I've lived that I didn't feel like a space alien (for many reasons) was Wyoming, and that's only because I lived in the only county in the state that didn't vote for Cheney-Bush, despite being the locale where Cheney himself cast his ballot.
So anywho, thanks a bunch to everyone who came through for Obama, particularly the people of Colorado, Virginia and North Carolina, states that may finally be coming to their senses. I'm especially jazzed about our guy's narrow victory in North Carolina, a state that is solidly southern. Also, it shares a border with Tennessee and Georgia.
That's it. No more glowy post-election talk. For now. But damn, that ended up being long enough to constitute it's own post, didn't it? I could give you some glorious tales of my fantastic footwear over the years, and I know you've been clamoring for exactly that, but it's NaBloPoMo, so we better wring another day out of that one.