Dear friends, fellow citizens, You and I can make a better America. Together, we can give our country the safe, sane, and super world that we all richly deserve. (not bad, eh?)
This morning, I received a mysterious phone call. It was a call from a woman I've never met before - but she says she's a friend of one of my friends. One of my friends I've not seen in years and who somewhat recently retired from her wonk government job. The caller explained that she and my friend are organizing a committee to elect a president that isn't an Old White Guy. They want to come "meet" with me this week before they travel on to a political caucus meeting.
I would assign this to karma - but after that gin soaked blog entry, I'm thinking that it's probably a sign of just how desperate you humans must be to have a regime change.
I guess this also means that I will have to postpone further experiments with Gin. Science is always taking a back seat to politics, isn't it? Maybe I'm already becoming "the man." Scary.
Anyway, I'll start trying to design campaign buttons. I hope they don't expect me to actually spend my own money. The Phenom is cool with this -- The Phenom loves DC.
Just think, maybe someday "there's a monkey in the white house" won't be a cynical statement.
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