Only Barack Anews My Avidity

It’s a new day. In this, our United States of America, we have proved that change will come. Has come. Will begin shortly, after a massive party in our Capital.

An ode to Barack:

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Wake up, coffee brewing. It’s a new day.

Shower, dress, make up. Oatmeal, with raisins. (new day.)

Pour the coffee, make some lunch.

The sun peaks over the horizon, and into my kitchen. (new, new day.)

Kiss my fella goodbye (hello, new day.)

In the car, streets are quiet. Anticipation. New day.

Drive to work, half-hour early. For the new day.

Walk to school. Everyone is quiet.

Sun peaks out from the clouds, saying hello.

Into work, into SJ’s office, watch the TV. Oh, hello, Barack. New day.

Into the auditorium, watching with the Middle School. So quiet.

Never again will such quantities of pre-teens be so quiet. New day.

President Barack H. Obama. It has begun.

Because of us: new day.

Good morning, change. How do you take your coffee?

Jason Mraz sings the song that, minus nibbling ears, sums up exactly how I feel about Barack Obama. It’s time to tell him. I’m his. Let’s get it done. I am sure I can be some help.

“Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you’re so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
Now I’m trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I’ll be giving it my bestest
And nothing’s going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it’s again my turn to win some or learn some

I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I’m yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find love love love love
Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing
We’re just one big family
And It’s our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved

So I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I’m sure
There’s no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I’m yours

Scooch on over closer dear
And i will nibble your ear

I’ve been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed
I guess what I’m be saying is there ain’t no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It’s what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue

But I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I’m yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find that the sky is yours
Please don’t, please don’t, please don’t
There’s no need to complicate
Cause our time is short
This oh this this is out fate, I’m yours!”

Hope for the Hopeless? Yes, there is.

obama_2It was a momentous night last night. I was with a group of friends, enjoying our Obama cupcakes, and enjoying our new found hope…

Yesterday seemed to be the longest day of my life. I kept listening to the Brett Dennen song, that asks, “Is there hope for the hopeless?” Well, I wasn’t hopeless, but I was sure nervous. I was focused entirely on good karma, positive thoughts, checking polls, checking polling problems, checking to see which places closed first. By the time four o’clock rolled around, I was a wreck. Here in CA, we got results early. So by 8 p.m. my time I knew that Barack Obama was our next President-elect. I am so proud. It seems that everyone is so proud.

The first African-American in history to be President. The first person in my lifetime that truly has motivated people in a way I had seen unparalleled in my brief years. I am blessed to be so young on this day, so I can remember it for all my years to come, and tell my children, and my children’s children, where I was, what I was doing, and how I felt the night that Mr. President Barack Hussein Obama becamse the 44th president of the United States.

I look forward to working, now, to get Prop 8 trashed and to get equality for everyone, gay or straight, black or white, or otherwise. I am also looking forward to a new four years and new USA and a new world, and a new outlook on life.

Yes, we did.

Yes, we carve!

Last night, Jeff and I carved our pumpkin into an Barack O’Lantern. I got the idea when I was thinking of what we could carve this year. Each year, I try to theme my pumpkin. Four years ago, we did a Hanson pumpkin.

This was SS and K’s idea, but I decided it was all in good fun. Sophomore year, we took it to a new place, and carved, “Peace,” “Love,” “& Pumpkins,” and a peace sign.

Then last year, L and I decided to kick it up a notch and do environmentally friendly, and alternative energy, pumpkins. She carved a sun, and I carved a wind mill. No good photo of the wind mill, unfortunately, but there is a good one with L and the sun!

The windmill is the one with the zig zag lines on the left.

This year, as you saw above, we carved an Obama pumpkin!!

Go Obama!!! Who knows what we’ll carve next year?!