So, on Tuesday night, I watched through a semi-narcotic haze - ok, so I was completely baked - as our nation elected Barack Obama our new president. I was bawling like a baby and it really hurt pretty bad, so the tears might have been half pain, half wonderment.
Tuesday night was also the Night of Unfortunate Bodily Waste Mishaps (see previous post). The next day as I was reflecting on the events of the previous night it hit me:
Right about the time Barack Obama was probably realizing that he was going to be president and no doubt thinking, "Holy crap! What have I done?" I was having my own holy crap experience, also thinking "What have I done?"
If that doesn't bond us for life I don't know what could.
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