What a great day. I just voted for Barack Obama. I know how you feel, people--but it's too late to change my mind. Let's just see how this thing turns out. I recommend treating Election Day like it's your birthday because, why not? I got dressed up. I voted. And then, in a wave of nostalgia for good old defunct W, I committed to eating out every possible meal today. Whatever the outcome, election day is exciting. I've thought a lot about it, watched the debates, talked to smart people, and read stuff. I hope Obama wins. But I don't mind McCain. We had some good choices this year, folks. Remember when it was John Kerry or George W. Bush? Hello!
I made a modest donation to Obama's campaign on Halloween in hopes of winning a drawing to be flown to Chicago tonight for his win-0r-lose party. And, to those of you who are wondering--yes, I wrote the check out of the same checkbook I write my tithing checks (!). Odds are that I won't win, but I can't help imagining what I would say to Obama should I get the chance to talk to him.
Barack: "Hi! Nice hair."
Kacy: "Thanks! Hey, you should thank me--I totally defended you when people in Utah referred to you as The Beast."
Barack: "People think I'm a beast?"
Kacy: "Not a beast. The beast. Nevermind. Good luck with the economy and stuff."
Barack: "Oh ya. Thanks."
Kacy: "Well, see ya."
Barack: "OK. See ya." [Aside] "She's weird. But cute. . . in a weird way."
You see, I decided a year ago that if Barack Obama quit smoking I would vote for him. It's like when I decided that if I were released from being Young Women's president in my old ward, I would have another baby. Hey, a deal's a deal!
Have fun voting this year. If you hate Obama but just can't bring yourself to support McCain/Palin, remember, you can always write in Mitt Romney. It's your right!