Chronicling an event of epic, galaxy-spanning win: Battlestar Galactica Takes Over United Nations
There’s a bunch of camera phone-quality video here (I haven’t watched it yet), but the money shot is right here:
Okay, so I’ve failed to live up to the requirements of NaBloPoMo after only three days. But I think tonight merits an exception. I am drunk on a hybrid of JOY and HOPE and apple martini. I only had one of the latter, but even after, four glasses of water and over an hour of digestion, I can barely type straight. Or walk straight. Thank goodness the bar I chose was only three short blocks away! (Had intellectual policy discussion with random guy named Sebasitian. Don’t know where I got the impression people that go to bars aren’t the type of person I’d be interested in. I wasn’t interested in this guy, buty his polictical savvy was nice. Yeah, that description made no sense. Se above, re: drunk on a single appletime. Am a total lightweiht, but OBAMA WOO!)
My god, people. We elected a BLACK MAN named BARACK HUSSEIN OBAMA. We finally proved that anyone can be President, even a kid born to a single-parent household, raised by his grandparents. We showed that a campaign of hope can triumph over a campsign tailored to fearmongering and divisiveness.
MICHELLE OBAMA is going to be out First Lady! She is opinionated and fiercely determined, and she will do great things of the office. Sasha and Malia are adorable and genuine, and I look toward to seeing what dog they choose. Biden is honest and has strong roots in the communities he grew up, the complete anyithesis of Chenes. And the SUPEREME COURT! My god, we don’t have to worry about more Rebupican appointees stacking the court.
And I see how many spelling mistakes I’m making, but I’m too joyous and drunk off only ONE apple martini to care. Good grief, that was strong. I feel like I’ve had two or more. Hope I don’t have an hangover tomorrow–boss is a Republican, and he frowns on political discussions in the office. (So naturally, we discuss plitics when he’s not present.)
I feel like sitting here is making me ever nore drunk, even though my lisp have not toughted alcohol since McCain finished his speech, through that’s probably me getting tired. I was up at 5:45 this morning, after all. And I know I’m making spelling mistakes, but I’m too amused to correct them. I’m going to go to sleep and dream of four–nay eight–years of an Obama administration. I’m so happy with the direction the country has chosen.
Oh, Ron Howard. Don’t you know Andy Griffith and Happy Days aren’t the real America, and don’t represent small-town American values? Go peddle your radical left-wing terrorist claptrap somewhere else. McCAIN ’08!
Kat and I have invented a new game: Flan In the Cupboard! See how many ways you can describe the slow collapse of the McCain campaign in a pithy metaphor.
Me: like a punctured tire
Kat: An air mattress with a hole you just can’t find.
Me: a week-old mylar balloon
Kat: A Coke left out all night.
Me: Violet Beauregarde in the hands of the Oompa-Loompas
Kat: Those giant balloons the day after the Rose Parade.
Me: A randy young guy who just discovered the hot chick he picked up at a bar has a suspicious bulge.
Kat: A bitten-into dumpling.
I think you can tell what I thought of the third Presidential debate. :D
Man, watching political anything is infinitely better when I’m with Ko. Yes, my beloved college roommate crashed at my apartment last night! She flew out of JFK at crazy o’clock this morning, so it was my job to deny her beauty sleep through obnoxious giggling and general tomfoolery. We heckled the debate with an enthusiasm that would shame Rocky Horror audiences, exchanged much-needed back rubs, and squealed over photos of Ko’s new gerbil and the surprise babies that came a week later. SO CUTE! She’ll be in and out of NY the next few weeks, and I look forward to more of the unquenchable silliness that accompanies our reunions!
I finally contributed macros to ontd_political’s Shenanigans Friday! I love Shenanigans Friday so much.
And woah. Just spotted McCain’s Patronizing “Congratulatory” Message to Obama
“How perfect that your nomination would come on this historic day”? Here, McCain, I fixed it for you: “How perfect that your nomination would come on this historic day concerning a man who I once voted against honoring with a national holiday.”
Also, the “achievement of our opponent” was “noticed” by 38.4 million people, nearly a fourth of US households–more than the opening ceremonies of the Olympics and the American Idol finals. It is believed to have set a TV record. I’d like to see you fill a stadium with eighty thousand-plus passionate supporters, or make the Democratic equivalent of Pat Buchanan gush so profusely over the content of a speech you wrote that he had to be forcibly interrupted for time constraints. “Unnoticed.” Ha.
Oh, and next time you want to look sincere, hire a better acting coach. And a lighter that won’t make you look like you’re filming in a cave.
And an even more brain-injuring political move: A McCain advisor seeks to solve the health care crisis through semantics. I did a double-take, convinced I was reading an Onion analogue.
Aaron Sorkin writing movie about Facebook. My face looks like this: o_O?
Biden: “Think About It”
Fandom creative awesomeness mini-linkspam:
Oooh, Feather is running another Dresden Files ficathon, right in time for Halloween. Now I just have to figure out what to request!
Tealin doodles Doctor Horrible, and it is love and win.
Aysha/Questionstar posts a quasi-tutorial of her amazing armor-making method. I wish my fandoms had characters with awesome armor, because desperately I want to experiment with some of these techniques.
Nerd Squee MiniSpam:
Amanda Palmer sings “I Google You”. Highly amusing! (Good lord, I hate it when people google me)
And a meme!
Pick a fandom, and I’ll tell you which character(s) I would:
1. bake cupcakes for
2. trust with the keys to my car
3. put thumbtacks on their chair
4. have a crush on
5. pack up and leave if they moved next door
6. vote for President
7. pick as my partner in a buddy movie
8. pair up
9. vote off the island and into the volcano
10. wheedle into fixing my MP3 player
Dear Soon-To-Be-Not-President Bush,
Birth control medication isn’t only used for birth control, you utter and complete jackass. For many women, it is used to regulate hormones and prevent us from suffering cripplingly painful cramps. I went on birth control years before I even kissed a boy, and now you want pharmacists to be able to exercise some kind of blind, wildly innacurate moral judgment against me, to automatically brand me as some kind of nymphomaniacal painted jezebel and refuse me the medication it is THEIR JOB TO DISPENSE? Hell no!
Guess what: birth control isn’t always contraception, and CONTRACEPTION IS NOT ABORTION. In fact, you right-wing asshats should love contraception, as it decreases the number of abortions performed. Contraception is specifically designed to prevent unintended pregnancy.
This is not an abortion debate. This is not a morality debate. This is common freaking sense.
How long until you’re out of office?