So after a night with my usual 4 hours of sleep I staggered out of bed, stumbled to the shower, and headed out for Monday morning classes at my local university. Something you should know about me: I'm a sucker for buying political t-shirts I'm only going to wear once. Today I sported my "McCain 1908" t-shirt with a mix of confidence and pride.
I live in southern Maine, which is a fairly liberal area, so it was a fun little experiment. The words "McCain" leap out at you from the t-shirt, and it's only upon closer inspection that the "1908" is apparent. This sparked a few fun instances where a classmate arched a brow and came over to take a closer look at my shirt before smiling and saying, "Just checking."
After a fantastic class on economics I made my way down to the campus lawn for a cigarette (yes, I know... filthy, nasty, trying to quit...) and some autumn sunshine. There was a hell of a wind, so my matches proved ineffective, and I asked this young woman next to me if I could borrow her lighter...
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