Election Day

As known as, Come On Ohio, Don't Fuck this Up Again Day

I'm nervous. I'm not special. Everyone is holding their breath, crossing their fingers, drinking beer and watching the news waiting for the right results to come in. Every state I've lived in recently seems to have a knack for election drama- the famous swing states and democratic disaster, Ohio and Florida, are maybe trying to make amends this year. Virginia, solid, almost southern Virginia, might even be a swing state this year. And here in NV, well, it's interesting. I met two men on Mt. Wheeler who told me that even their black neighboor told them that electing Obama would be the worst thing this country could do because they'd never be able to trust another black man again. The neighboorhood here, sign-wise, is pretty even. I've met a surprising number of liberals too. In fact, parked next to me at the library, at this very minute, is a truck with not one but two "Republicans for Obama" sticker. Hope.