Never thought I'd say this out loud, but the way things have been going for the past few months - nay, the year of 2009 - has left me with little time or energy to string enough words together to write coherent blog posts. Me, at a loss for words?! Giddoutahere, I hear you mutter as you suppress giggles. Some consider it a mixed blessing when I do run out of things to say and pithy ways to say 'em.
If I'm going to run for office in four years, I better start making plans. I have a list of campaign promises prepared, and I will release them to my ardent followers as time passes.
So, I solemnly swear that, if elected:
You might think that, with all the politics flying through the air, I'd be grumpier in this past few months. I'm not. I think pre-election campaign television rates just two steps above soap opera, and two steps below soap opera in believability.
On November 4th, someone will be President. Someone will be Vice President. Someone else won't be.
Many someone elses, for that matter. And on November 5th, the towering gods we refer to as Mass Media will have to find something else to do (well, once all the post-game analysis is out of the way).
Bless their hearts. Maybe I should run in four years.