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Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I can think of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent
To blow up the King and Parli'ment.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
 So... there we are. Historic election. Historic turnout. Historic results. Talking with a co-worker today while on an install (away from the shop! but boy am I going to hurt tomorrow...), he mentioned that he hopes we (as a country) won't have "buyer's remorse". Heh. I think we might, but it's all but inevitable. I'm not sure how anybody can successfully live up to the pedestal we've stuck Mr. Obama on, but by god, I am willing to see him try.

In other news... my car came back. :) All fixed, hopefully for a good while. Just two little metal bumps on the rocker panels, one on each side, but nicely smoothed and painted to match. He took care of the bit of rust building up on the window in the back, too. Anybody needs body work done, I think I can safely recommend these kind folks. (a look in the light tomorrow morning will be more telling, but I think I can safely say my Rosie will not be rusting away anytime in the near future. At least at those points.)

Ok. So this was my second political post. I think I'm done after this one, though. Back to silliness about cars and flowers...
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So... went to work this morning, covering for Jess, who is finally (we think) done with her therapy appointments for her back... I never, ever want to hurt my back in any way. Aside from it being generally just not a good idea, the repair that has to be done, and the realization that it will never, ever be the same again is awful.

With dire warnings of hours-long waits in voting lines, I stopped by the store on the way to the highschool, picked up a frappuccino and a cinnamon roll, and prepared. There were no lines to speak of when I got there, just a short wait to put the ballots in the box when everybody was all done, and away I went. I have voted. Hopefully I made the right choices. If not... well... life will surely go on. It's going to be interesting for the next couple years anyway, it's now a matter of finding out exactly how interesting.

Warning: Somewhat rambling political musings. This is it, folks, about as deep as I get on this particular subject... )

A final note... if you don't vote, you have no right to whine when things don't go "your" way.

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