The animals came in two by two, hurrah, hurrah *

"I'm not going to ask you who you're going to vote for," I said to M. this morning.
"You're not?" he asked back. This is clearly a step back from my previous stance, which was to quote chunks out of Paul O'Neill's book, or 'Fahrenheit 9/11'.
"No," I said.
"Just remember not to ask me after I've voted," he said.
"I won't," I said.
"Well the local elections are what affect me on a day-to-day basis," he said. He's pondering over who to vote in as governor.

"I had a dream that Bush was going to win," my sister said when I called her.
"I don't want to hear about it," I said.
"But I'm telling you, he's going to win," my sister persisted. "I saw it in my dreams."
"I said I don't want to hear about it."
"But you're going to live there."
"We'll move to Mexico eventually."

Then I received an email today from a former colleague that ended with the following sentence: 'hope you enjoy your new married life under the watchful eye of .... President Kerry!'.

I'm really happy today is election day in the States. If I have to listen to one more tedious argument between people on who will be the better President (and I'm not even in the States yet) I swear I will break something, or at the very least throw people out of the window. Good luck to all those Americans out there who get to vote, and I trust you will find yourselves a President in one shape or another.

* This is a children's song about Noah's Ark.