Disjointed thoughts on the election:
(1) The election was 3 days ago. I still flinch when I get the mail or turn on the TV.
(2) My post-election hangover is almost over, just don't use the word "boondoggle" when you talk to me.
(3) I need to have a bottle of champagne ready for election night to celebrate the end of the nastiness.
(4) Tell me what you are going to do, not how horrible your opponent is. They call it being a tattle-tale in kindergarten.
(5) If you don't want to be called a politician, then don't run for elected office.
(6) I'm going to start calling people "Washington Insider" when I want to say something mean and nasty.
(7) I vote with purpose and on purpose, but that doesn't mean that I want to share my vote with the whole world. If I tell you that I don't want to tell you how I voted, drop it or things will get ugly. My real friends know how I vote or love me anyway.
(8) No one tried to hand me crap when I went to vote. It was creepy and made me uncomfortable that I was not accosted by literature-bearing campaign supporters who are usually too close to the door according to pesky federal laws. Hey! Maybe I could bring my megatape measure, wave it around, and yell things like "I know my rights" to keep them away. Historically, a simple "No thank you" hasn't detered the herd from asking repeatedly if I want leaflets.
(9) I am grateful that I live in the USA and don't have to walk 3 days to get to a polling place. So maybe I'll stop whining about the election now.