Happy Super Tuesday, everybody! So, how about that new Inkavote system? Personally, I found the punch-card system more cathartic. But I guess you could get a nice buzz from Inkavote fumes if you put your face close enough to the ballot. It's a toss up, really.
Outside the precinct, a woman was taking a poll. She said, "we're asking people if they're in favor of same sex..." to which I replied "YES!" before she finished speaking. I just assumed she was talking about marriage, but then she said "...whaling" and I was horrified!
Um, just kidding. She was asking about my stance on same-sex marriage, which I am all for, because I am not an insane bigot hellbent on amending the United States Constitution for the purposes of denying rights. Also, I do not understand the logic that a same-sex marriage somehow undermines the institution of marriage as a whole. I guess what that nice man in the White House means is that if everybody could do it, it wouldn't be special, right? Same goes for riding at the front of the bus. Oh, wait...
Right now, I'm hopped up on jicama and the prospect of minor weblog fame. I just got a really nice e-mail from someone who stumbled across my blog, and I got a comment from Mark in Amsterdam who keeps a brilliant blog that chronicles "the thoughts and observations of a Portugese-American radical activist-journalist." Go read it.
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