Well, fine. Whatever.

I voted for Obama and most of Ohio didn’t. I was truly undecided on the issues, so what it really came down to was the fact that his father was a goat herder. Seriously. And now a goat herder’s son is running for president of the United States of golldurned America? That’s some crazy shit, yo. That, and the fact that his kids are about the same age as my kids made me feel like he would be more in touch with me and my family. My dad could’ve been a goat herder. You don’t know.

Here’s a nifty little article that shows each candidate’s net worth. Obama is barely a millionaire. Just like us! We’re barely thousandaires. He feels our pain.

*sigh* Anyway, I’ll totally be on board if Hillary is the candidate. She gave that speech tonight in Columbus right next to Bryan’s building and he called me while he was walking to work from his parking lot several blocks away to tell me about all of the news trucks and whatnot all around. I had to work hard to restrain myself from waking the girls up and speeding down there just to be in it, you know? I got choked up when she talked about hearing from a mom with daughters who were 2 and 4. The mom sent her $10 and told her that she and her daughters cheer and chant for Hillary and, I don’t know, it just choked me up. I mean, she’s a woman. I’m a woman. My daughters will most likely be women. I hate to reduce it to gender, but my goodness it does feel special.