So the next president of the United States of America is a couple miles down the road making history. NOW. He's here NOW. Why did Barak Obama decide to come to my present home town on the same night as the grand finale of Dancing with the Stars?
If Kristi Yamaguchi doesn't win, it will make no sense. She's charismatic, inspiring, and she transcends race. Plus she can dance. I mean, Hillary did a great job and all. I didn't caucus for her but let's hand it to her for what she has accomplished. Girl power! But evidently men tend to always win the dance competition. I don't know why, maybe people just like watching big football players do ballroom dancing. There is a charm to it, I admit.
But how can anyone beat a Olympic double gold medalist?? Even John McCain, who has an amazing history with being a war hero and all -- which I highly respect. And up until recently he actually was an independent thinker. Eight years ago I would have voted for him. But now, well, he's got problems, for example finding out that one of his top aids has ties with Burma's military junta. Now that's a catastrophe.
Mr. President, thank you for coming to Des Moines, yet I hope you called in last night to vote for Kristi.
Thanks for coming over, friends! Take care.
With love, T
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