I was going to call this post "The Waiting is the Hardest Part" but I’m feeling more literary than lyrical his evening.

Last night mauimom emailed me asking if I would put up a basset picture this evening just to break up the pre-election tension…and there is a lot of tension out there in intertubeland. For some, there is that giddy and delightfully childlike, "Santa Claus is coming!!" excitement. For others there is this sense of anxiety as if, instead of voting tomorrow, they have a root canal scheduled concurrent with a colonoscopy.

Tomorrow, do your civic duty. Help get out the vote. Make sure that your friends show up, even if you have to offer them a ride and the cheap bastards never offer to chip in for gas. Get involved. Getting all torqued up isn’t going to effect the outcome, it’s only going to raise your blood pressure and that way lies aneurysms. Think calm soothing thoughts.

Here …this always makes me feel good even if Michael Paré was the worst actor to ever receive a paycheck.

See? You forgot about the election for a few moments. Nice, wasn’t it?

Mmmmmm, Yummy young Diane Lane who is still pretty darn yummy….