Come. Sit. Talk to me of worldly things. Of lipgloss and tulips and what is going on beyond our computer screens. Here there are pictures and words both thoughtful and mundane. We explore, trade, seek, question and reminisce. This is Interravision.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
In Lieu of Super Tuesday
Today I ran into (almost literally) Rudy Giuliani. I was walking on 6th avenue to grab a sandwich and noticed him walking with some other guy (no entourage). I thought to myself, hey, that looks like Giuliani. He caught me staring so I felt compelled to say something, so our transaction went as follows:
Me: "Hey, Mayor!"
Him: "Hey, how ya doing?"
I was pretty jazzed about it. Not that I would have voted for him if he stuck it out, but you know, it's fun to see people on the street that you see on TV. Plus, I am relieved to see he is looking well. In recent press I thought he looked quite gaunt and aged. Whew.
At least he was nicer than Alan Alda.
Wheeeee! I voted this morning; it was my first time voting in the state of NY. I think my voting machine was built around the time that Truman was in office, so hopefully my vote is actually counted. I am very excited about this election, if you hadn't noticed already. So, in the words of Charlotte bellow, from Making Fiends, I urge you to Vote Vote Vote!
EPISODE 12 - Sung by Charlotte (1), (2):
(1) Vote, vote, vote,
vote, vote, vote.
Unless you are a goat,
'cause goats can't vote.
vote vote vote,
vote, vote, vote.
Unless you are a candied yam,
'cause candied yams can't vote.
Vote, vote, vote,
vote, vote, vote.
Unless you are a donut,
'cause donuts don't vote.
Vote, vote, vote,
vote, vote, vote.
Unless you are a potted plant,
'cause potted plants don't vote.
Vote, vote, vote,
vote, vote, vote.
Unless you are a fellon,
'cause fellons can't vote.
Vote, vote, vote,
vote, vote, vote.
Unless you are a can of ham,
'cause cans of ham can't vote
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment