So I’m sitting in front of my TV, half studying for the GRE, half watching an old rerun of The West Wing on Bravo. As I’m working through a math problem, I suddenly hear Sam Seaborn utter in a meeting, “It’s the wrong debate at the wrong time over the wrong issue.”

Huh. And they say it’s fake politics.

2. That’s the number of hours (yes, I said HOURS) that I waited in line at the effing polls this morning. Still in my workout clothes, belly aching for food, dog still waiting patiently for me in the front yard because I thought it would take me 45 minutes, tops. No such luck.

All bitching aside, I’m extremely proud to see such incredible turnout at the polls this morning; I hope as Mer suggests that this is turnout not limited to inside the Beltway. I’m encouraged to see that more and more people are making an effort to do their civic duty (and enduring INCREDIBLE waits!!). A colleague who votes in a bad part of DC also did the two-hour line dance. She said there was ONE voting booth for the site that typically gets about 300 voters. By the time she made it up there, more than 3,000 ballots had been cast. That’s pretty damn impressive.

Anyway. Y’all go vote. But take a newspaper wit’ cha.