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This is Barack Obama. He is the 44th President of the United States of America.
Now, on the far left here we have ‘Ciroc Obama’ — a drink our gracious host Martin created and served at his election night party. It consisted of Ciroc Vodka, pineapple juice (to honor Barack’s Hawaiian upbringing) and a little cranberry juice (to remember the blood of our fallen ancestors). Creative, yet deep. Gold star for Martin! In the middle are me and BFF Kellz being overwhelmed by the moment. And on the right is Jesse Jackson in the midst of an equally ugly cry… I couldn’t resist ;)
What an amazing evening! GO-BAMA!!!
So YAY!!! I just voted. And I gotta say I’ve never been so happy to stand in such a long line in my life!
I vote in Ward 7, Southeast Washington, D.C. and when I got to the polling place at 6:15 this morning (polls opened at 7) I was more than happy to walk around the corner and halfway down the next street to get in the back of the line. I’d never seen anything like it.
I had planned to watch the results at home alone because I didn’t think I could stand to be at an ‘election party’ where there might be other people talking when I was trying to hear what the newscasters were saying. But after the comradery I felt while waiting in line this morning, I don’t want to experience tonite by myself. If things go the way I’ve prayed they do I’m gonna want to celebrate for sure! And if they go the other way, well… I’m gonna need some help flipping over cars ;)
Just kidding… Kinda ;)
Yay for today! Vote, vote, vote!
Even if you’re not voting for Barack.
(The views expressed in the previous sentence are not necessarily the views of Erin Jackson or any of her friends and associates.)
photo courtesy of: The Ladner Report
Hey y’all, my mom just forwarded me this post yesterday so it’s obviously been floating around since at least the beginning of the month and I’m probably hecka late, but I feel like it’s a story worth forwarding — especially when there are so many baseless, negative e-mails about Senator Obama floating around…
Here’s the synopsis: About 20 years ago, there was a young newlywed at an airport on her way to meet her new husband who had flown to their new home in Norway ahead of her. When she got to the counter she was told she’d have to pay a $100 fee in order to bring her second bag on board. She had no money and no one to call for help. But the man standing behind her in line offered to pay for her bag so she could bring all her belongings with her on her trip. Continue reading ‘Who you are when no one is looking’
So I just received the photo below via e-mail from someone whose friend took the photo at a Palin rally this morning.
I wanted to be angry, but I totally couldn’t ;) Because even though — in my opinion – the message and intent of this sign are potentially inflammatory and completely at odds with what I believe to be true, I cannot deny that it made me chuckle.
During the 2000 presidential election fiasco when I worked for CNN, we would set up camp each morning in front of the Supreme Court waiting for a decision and recording the daily protests and the loonies that participated in them. If I had a scanner, I’d post some of those photos for y’all. OH THE COSTUMES! One woman came out every day with her toddler covered in three-hole-punch paper — he was a dimpled chad. Another guy dressed up as “The Gore-inch who tried to steal the election” — complete with full-on green body paint. I am so serious… Although I was on the other side of the argument I couldn’t help but laugh at some of the stuff they came up with.
Funny is funny. And as a comic, I cannot hate.
I think I know the first place we should look.
My parents’ house.
Why, you ask?…
My mom’s mini magazine shrine to Barack in the family room. Please notice the deliberate octagonal layout of the magazines. After seeing this, I went into their spare room/office and totally expected to see Barack’s face plastered all over the walls, like in a serial killer/kidnapper movie. Turns out there were no [more] photos on the wall but there were several unexplained patches of scotch tape. I’m just saying… Tee hee ;)
I teased her about it. Incessantly. But I totally get that this whole campaign has got to be very surreal for someone who grew up in Georgia in the 50’s and 60’s. As awesome as it is for me, it’s gotta be a hundred times more awesome for folks in my parents’ generation. My mom volunteers for the campaign, and she just wants to save everything she can so that she can reflect on it once everything is all over. I guess that’s as noble a reason as any to stalk someone… but that doesn’t mean I’m not gonna make fun of her ;)
My friend Amber just e-mailed me this photo. In case you can’t believe your eyes, I can confirm dude’s shirt says, “NIGG** PLEASE!! It’s a WHITE House.” I’m not sure if this was a forward or something she or someone she knows saw… But either way, this just gives me one more reason to get up at the butt crack of dawn on Nov. 4th and vote. I’ll vote twice if I can.
Hope dude doesn’t do anything to hurt himself on Nov. 5th once Barack locks it in (please read the sarcasm).
Barack the Vote.
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