HOPE!!

I have tried to keep my mouth shut about this whole presidential race. It may have to do with the fact that I didn't want to jinx it. After the last election I couldn't take the chance of getting excited only to get punched right in the dick-hole again. It was like opening your last Christmas present when you were seven and instead of the slingshot you wanted, a pair of underware is staring you in the face. That being said, it looks like we did it. God knows that dosen't mean you're going to walk out the door and it's going to start raining cash, but at least the king is dead.

For the first time in eight years we might have a shot at getting back to normal. You know, it's funny, growing up I never thought about politics. Outside of making sure the anarchy signs on my pee-chee folder were drawn correctly or making completly uneducated staments about foreign policy to sound more punk rock, there was never a time that you needed to worry about it. The Clinton years were cake. The first war in Iraq and a cigar in south-mouth? Cakewalk compared to what we have gone through in the last eight years. I'll put money down that says during the Clinton years I wouldn't had that akward moment in France with that group of Candian Cub Scouts when their friend brought them over to us screaming "They are from Canada too!" God damn Bush, making me have to lie about where I am from.
Anyway. Just glad it's over. Bring on the new.
As the beautiful ninety-year-old black lady I saw on TV said earlier: "You go brother Barack. You go sister Michelle"