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I didn’t bomb…

Look. I’m smiling…The reception went wonderfully. I couldn’t have ask for a better turn out actually. I saw a few faces I didn’t expect. Didn’t see faces I thought would be there. And was pleasantly surprised that many of my sources showed up. The food was impeccable and so was the wine of course. Someone even bought one of my pieces. Well he asked for one that was already sold. So I have to make him another one. He was so kind to give cold, hard cash-ola.

My assistant is out of town today, but I hope to get some photos up tomorrow from the event. She took a bunch. Dumb me forgot my camera if you can believe it. So did my parents. The art center should be sending some too.

I want to thank all of you for the support. I even have some new conservative friends over at Grizzy Groundswell who promoted my work. Thanks Chad and Micky! It’s nice to know I’ve got buddies on all sides of the political fence. Now if I could just get off the fence and pick a side other than smack dab in the middle …

Well I guess I need to tell you I got pretty tore up Saturday night. That’s why I’m only just now blogging. I’m still sick! Some co-workers and friends joined me for dinner after the reception. Then a few of my friends and my cousin when out to the strip. Which out here is what is considered the gay side of town. Yes. I’m a hag. I’m not ashamed of it. I love my boys.

Anyway because I know a lot of folks out there, I think the pours were pretty heavy. I didn’t even realize I drank that much. Didn’t even mean too, really. The combo of the drag show, dancing and bonding with my cousin whom I haven’t officially hung out with since grade school got me all caught up and before I knew it I was home, sick as a dog. Then sick all Sunday. And still recovering. Can you believe it? I guess I’m getting too old for all that stuff. Thank goodness. I can only handle it once every two months and even that’s too much. Ah. Goodbye party girl. Hello 30.

I should write more…but I’m beat. And I’m due for another countdown update. Good news is ahead. This old mare ain’t what she used to be but she’s slowly a smaller version of what she used to be!

Anyone else scared come 2008?

Warning: This will not be a post full of factual evidence, links to stuff that supports my argument or a cohesive flow. It will be a mindless rant about the presidential election…

Holy crap I’m scared…

I am a gal who likes to vote, however I am admitting that this was one year I didn’t do the local voting here at home. Mainly because I’m still registered in another town and couldn’t vote on the issues affecting the area I live in now. That will be fixed next year though. Not going to fall out again. Regardless, come presidential election day I will be able to vote wherever — as long as I’m still registered somewhere. And come that fine day I’m not even sure who I will jot down my vote for — combined with the fact that I’m frightened about my choices.

Clinton: I loved Bill. NO shame here. I was happy in his time of office. He got me all giddy with the sax. I envied the cigar incident. I digress. Bottom line, no matter the affiliation, can anyone claim that they were miserable during his term? Please say so if you were because a happy president made for a happy time for me. Not sure about you.  What I’m leading to is I don’t see Hillary in this capacity. Sure I’m a woman, but I’m not jumping on that wagon just yet. I seem to recall all too many times where Hillary is going back and forth on issues. And is she happy?

Obama: Yes I’m black. But I got my black president while I was in high school and early college. His name was Bill. Look, I would love to know that someone with my own skin can obtain such a position, but I’m still not sure Obama can handle taking over the reigns. We are at war and I don’t know if a gentile man like Obama can handle it.

Edwards: As you may have seen, he gets me hot under the collar. And he truly is like that guy who does and says everything you want. He knows how to make you feel. Gets you all excited about the issues. Gets all fired up when he sees “injustice.” Yea. That’s all nice to date (or take to bed) but is it right for the presidency?

Enough of the dems…

Mitt: Is it wrong that I don’t know shit about this guy? Yea. Point me to the news I need to read when I’m not sipping red wine.

Rudy: One word — confused.  How can you welcome the endorsement of a religious icon who is everything that is opposite of what you believe in? WTF??? Pat Robertson??? I don’t get it. That guy doesn’t support abortion. You do. That guy is against gays. You dig civil unions? Again, WTF? And is anybody else tired of hearing about how he’s the “hero” of 9-11? I think it’s sick to hang on the coat tails of such a hideous and unforgetable day…

The rest? Do they really matter?

No, really. Where should my pencil go? And no, I’m not putting it there.