Well, I thought (along with the majority of watchers, according to the polls) that Obama won the debate last night. Well-spoken, attentive, good grasp of the issues--that does it for me. I know there are people who think he's too "professorial," but gosh darn it, that's what I WANT in a president. Obvious smarts. You betcha. Plus I pretty much completely agree with his approach to foreign policy, so there's that.
What I DON'T want? Someone who, showing a complete lack of respect and common courtesy, gestures and refers to his opponent dismissively as "that one." (When he can be bothered to acknowledge his presence at all.) Someone who laughs over and over again at his own lame "jokes." Someone who repeatedly calls me his "friend." I'm not your "friend," John. And repetition doesn't make it so.
So, did I watch the debate alone, or with a friend? Well, I did indeed go to a debate watching party, where I met up with...oh, I don't have a good alias yet, so let's just call him "Obama Guy." Heh. And?
And...he seems very sweet. Like...a big, chocolate teddy bear. We're obviously on the same page politically, which is good, but we didn't really get a chance to talk much, so I don't know yet if there's a real "spark" there or not. Physically, he's not so much my usual "type," insofar as I even have a type, but I thought he was cute, and I definitely didn't have that "never in a million years" reaction I've had with some of the others I've met recently, so...we'll see. We didn't stick around too long after the debate, but there was a hug and a cheek peck in the parking lot, and he did say he wants to go to dinner soon, and he'll call me this evening, so...we'll see. Again. Some more.
Watching the debate in public was way more fun than watching at home alone. A friend of mine was there, and he sat with us and kept me entertained. (We share similarly sarcastic senses of humor--good mutual snarkiness.) I felt kind of bad that I was interacting more with him than with my "date," but...I know him. I don't really know Obama Guy yet, so it just seemed more natural to aim my whispered snark in that direction. Perhaps I should apologize to OG when I talk to him this evening.
In feral cat news ('cause I know you just live for these tidbits), Lil' Mama killed and ate most of a squirrel yesterday. I had to scoop up the remains. May I just say eewwwwwww?!?
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Watching McCain lurch around so much made him look sooo old. Not that I would base my vote on that, but it was what I noticed from the little bit of the debate I watched.
A debate party sounds like a good place to meet someone fun.
I am ignoring the part about squirrel body parts. =)
I noticed that during the second half of the debate "the other one" teeter precariously much of the time. Besides all the "my friends," and all his vagueness, I felt he was in need of a spotter, lest he list too far and fall over completely.
Mmm. Squirrel.
Eeeew, indeed! Good luck with OG!
Well, at least it wasn't BAD! :-)
I know it's normal for our cats to kill and eat stuff, but I hate cleaning that shit up. Grrr!
Thank goodness I don't let Bailey outside. She can only dream of killing squirrels.
John McCain is not my friend either. Ugh.
I definitely thought McCain was wobbly and frail looking. Seriously, dude: you should be relaxing and playing shuffleboard somewhere by now, NOT trying to run a country. (Was that ageist? Sorry. It's still true.)
Hello, my friend. WHAT?? WE ARE NOT FRIENDS? Oh yeah, that's right. We haven't yet met. Duh- sorry for pulling a McCain.
But- I was referred to you by one of your actual friends, Stephanie. And I would like to send you an email but can't find an address. Could you send me one, please? I have a question.
Thanks!
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Obama guy sounds nice. Big chocolate teddy bear? That doesn't make me think of a potential suitor; that makes me think of a potential snack, but I'll be happy if it works for you. :)
The "that one" comment? That makes us brown people nervous. I'll be holding my breath until Nov 4th. BTW- I lived in Arizona when McCain refused to observe the MLK as a holiday...until the city wanted to host the Superbowl and then it was all MLK Rocks! Let's honor him!! I loves me some brown people!!!
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