b l o g
 

3.11.04

I'm Not Sure 'Conceded' Is the Right Word 

Being an account of the election & the public voice.

6.54: I get to a TV. Hours of handsome talking experts.

7.33: A leftover cheese platter makes an important appearance. The election is still fun!

8.01: Anne Wolfe is going to lose.

9.32: Someone has made (made, I say) four stromboli. Howsa!

11.13: The entire center of the country (one of them) turns red. A vision of the Lord Jesus riding his uranium chariot on a sea of money, the Lasers of Justice blazing from his eyes.

11.40: The math begins to be disturbing. The NYT Electoral Calculator is down. Everything has to be done from memory.

12.55: I switch from scotch & beer to glasses of flaming pitch.

12.59: I stop watching the returns. I ride in a car to the bar.

1.25: A Republican (!) is getting hassled. He's handling it pretty well.

1.47: It's over. I am an evangelical Christian. The moon stands still in the sky.

3.01: Verses:

It's hardly in a body's pow'r,
To keep, at times frae being sour,
To see how things are shar'd.

Home
Erik Kennedy
Friends
Erik Kennedy
Archives
current
2016
2015
2014
2013
2012
2011
2010
2009
2008
2007
2006
2005
2004


 

 
Blogger.
eXTReMe Tracking.