I am pretty sure that I am voting Jill Scott
I would love it if you wrote in Jill Scott, but I bet you mean Jill Stein.
So I woke up and it was dark and rainy and I didn't want to go to yoga, and I didn't want to go, and then I went!
Glory ,'The Killer In Me'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I am pretty sure that I am voting Jill Scott
I would love it if you wrote in Jill Scott, but I bet you mean Jill Stein.
So I woke up and it was dark and rainy and I didn't want to go to yoga, and I didn't want to go, and then I went!
Living in a swing state means not even looking at other party candidates. I am a strong Obama supporter so it wasn't really an issue, but Florida is way too close.
Ohio feels you.
As does NC. Which is kind of refreshing. 2008 aside, the Dems rarely even get close.
They're saying that Pennsylvania isn't swing anymore, but I'm not taking a chance.
Oh dear. Maybe I will write in Jill Scott!!!
I forget who said it, but I remember reading an article that argued that the responsible thing to do was to vote for the least-worst major candidate if you live in a swing state, but vote for whatever third-party you agreed with if you lived in a solid state, to get them more funding.
WI is very swingy right now, so I know I'm voting for Obama, Baldwin (still outraged about losing Feingold to that douche Johnson) and Zerban--even if I know there's little chance of him unseating Ryan.
Serial- I remember when we moved here from IL 5 years ago thinking "Yay, swing state, my vote actually matters." But as this election has dragged on, all I can think is "Dear God, will the phone ever stop ringing?" We must get at least 5 robocalls from Republicans and their Super PACS a day, plus a couple live calls a week. On the flip side we get one or two live calls a week from the Dems, plus we get someone knocking on the door about once a month.
Blah blah, ER, blah, pissy doctor, blah, amazing nurse, long philosophical conversation, nice doctor who can't fix tings, blah blah, admit?
The nurse, with whom I must have chatted 30min straight (she was *not* moving, but that's all good) thanked me for being a good patient despite doctors not doing their bit, because this last nice doctor is about to graduate, and I'm contributing to her positive experiences of patients with chronic pan who require large doses of pain meds.
That doesn't get me anything other than admitted, but hey.
"Dear God, will the phone ever stop ringing?"
This! I also got a polling call where they kept pronouncing a candidate named Lois, Luis. I don't think Lois would have been amused. I corrected the person 3 times before she got it right.
We live in THE swing state, but we don't have a land line, and my cell phone has a 706 (northeast GA) area code still. We mystify robocallers and pollsters alike.
(Turning on the TV, however, is hell.)
Arlen Specter is dead.
Former U.S. Sen. Arlen Specter -- the embodiment of the now-dying breed of liberal Republicans before he switched to the Democratic Party at the twilight of his political career -- has died, his family said Sunday. He was 82.
Really, CNN? Dying breed was the cliche you decided to go with?