Some things bear repeating

For example…. perfection. To resume my rhetorical questioning (albeit this time in the most positive light):

How often can we truly bask in the presence of greatness? I’m going to savor it as long as I can….images below selected from The Boston Globe:

Presence.

Grace. Dang: our PREZ?

Cooollllllll factor on steroids. I mean again…our PREZ?

Possibility. The future is ours to lose.

Today my friend Teresa accused me of becoming an Obama Girl. I plead guilty…. but of course, on a far less hoochie and far more enlightened level.

Baracked indeed!

Results on state props not yet in and lalalala because for now: We Dance!

Listening with mirth to acceptance speech at Yerba Buena

Christina & I jam to the bit of good music to be had at YB before heading out to where the real partying was taking place….

….which of course would be…MY ‘hood….we released the Obam-uppet from the fridge to join the fray.

NOW it’s a party: me, Christina and Obamuppet

Take Alaska, which is making some pretty consistent choices these days.

The state is not only allowing a convicted felon to run for Senator, but also to vote. Based, of course, on one condition:

The Alaska Department of Law on Wednesday concluded that (convicted felon Ted Stevens) would retain his voting rights until he received a sentence.

Idiocracy, Part 4. This series will be a long, painful one….

To quote a state GOP official: “The situation’s the situation.” Must be that proximity to Russia.