Operation: Obama Button
*October 3, 2008
Last night my friend Ellie and I watched the VP debates at Angelika Theatre with 250 other Obama supporters. By far my favorite Obama event yet. Mostly because the crowd gasped every time Palin winked at us. NO, Sarah, your cutesy "I'm an outsider, I don't know anything about politics but that's a good thing, wink wink, maverick reform maverick maverick wink reform maverick HOCKEY mom reform reform wink" act did not work on us. Also, I was frightened every time you jerked your head back and opened your eyes up wide. What was that, your earbud giving feedback? Your motherboard restarting? Your heart growing blacker and blacker with every lie?
There, I bought an Obama button and an Obama yard sign. And this morning I decided that I am going to wear my button every single day for the next 31 days.
And I'm going to record my experiences here.
Sarah Palin is literally just down the street from me as I type. At lunch as I was walking back from Subway, I crossed paths with some protesters, one of whom threw her hands in the air and said "yay" as I walked by. Something tells me the reception of my button won't always be so warm here in Dallas. But I suppose we'll see. Mostly, people seemed slightly frightened of me. But that was a random sample of people in Subway at lunchtime. On a Friday. Perhaps we're all just a little fried. Buh-duh-ching.
The fact that I'm providing my own rimshots should tell you that my comments are down and that I'm therefore feeling a little vacuumy. This is what happens when I sit down to write anything real (read: anything that's not a blog entry or an e-mail). Without an audience to keep me grounded, I float off to a scary land where lame puns are hilarious.
My webmaster husband says he will fix the comment thing as soon as he can get to it, which means tomorrow. In the meantime, IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT, whatever the error page says. You're doing everything right and I love you. And if you're that intent on lavishing me with praise, you'll have to e-mail. (Please? Vacuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumisanyoneoutthere?)
Update: My friend Paul just sent this to me, and it's too priceless not to share. Sarah Palin Debate Flow Chart.


