Mmmmmmmm. Old-fashioned cornbread and buttermilk to soothe my stomach. And modern pharmaceuticals like Paxil and Prozac to soothe my mind.
Even Harry S. Truman went to bed early. I may be a political junkie, or maybe it's because I am a political junkie. But all the talk of numbers, votes, and percentages is like counting sheep to me. Nonetheless, I can safely call this election. Ralph Nader will not -- repeat not -- be the next President.
I've done all I can. Wake me when it's over -- and I'll start all over again. (Photo credit: Missouri Secretary of State's Office)
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