I’m gonna put up, so I don’t have to shut up. It’d kill me if that happened. ‘Necksis dropped by tonight, and she’s pumped for the voting tomorrow. I was surprised to find out, she’s pumped for many of the same reasons I am. No more freakin’ stupid commercials, or 30 minute infomercials. Hell, while I’m at it, why do I need a prerecorded interview with Johnny Mc, and Obama on Monday Night Football? Is the ever flowing bullshit necessary on MNF? Common…

I made the mistake of wakin’ up an hour early today. Clock was set right, but because of the time change my ol’ body hadn’t figured it out yet and told me to get up. I turned on the local news for a weather check, and a Buckeye’s check, and I swear, when commercial time came, all I heard was political commercial BS. Not one damned Bud commercial. I likes me some Clydesdales. Even if they got a fire dog ridin’ in the buggy with ‘em.

This will be Necksis’s first votin’ chance. I figured we’d be cancellin’ each other out. Apparently not. Some of the ol’ man’s late night political discussions have rubbed off on her I believe. I’m glad. I’ll be glad when Wednesday gets here. The commercials will cease, but the bitchin’ about numbers will start. Look for, no, anticipate a shit storm up here in the Buckeye state. If either of the presidential candidates wanted to promise somethin’ that they could make happen, the shit storm in Ohio over fraud and recounts would be a gimme. Shoot man, I guess we’re closer to Florida than I thought…