Following your dreams is, like... hard.

Overheard at the mall:

Girl 1: That looks gay.
Girl 2: Oh. Well, like, gay or like, stupid?
Girl 1: Like, stupid.

Let's be specific now, shall we?

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So, do I need to say something about voting? Out of all the people who I actually know who read this, I know you need no exhortation to vote. If I don't know you and you are new (and wow, there are a lot of you! hi!), I hereby exhort you to vote and vote for Democrats. Together, we can halt -- or at least stunt -- the assault on the Constitution.

I can't go into any more detail than that because I don't even know where to start. And, really, who would want me to? All I will say is that I'm going to be on pins and needles until about 9 tomorrow night.

In related news, All Things Considered aired this very funny interview this evening of two guys who do the voiceovers for political ads.

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And finally, because hearing horrible country songs is much less painful knowing that I have pilloried them on my website...

There is nothing like a song that emphasizes the object of affection's crushing insignificance in the grander scheme of things. Baby, it says, even though nobody else gives a shit about you, I do. Awww.