I just registered to enter into a drawing to get a seat at the Obama-Clinton debate this Thursday on campus. It’s in the rec center where I play racquetball, so there’s not a lot of room. I’m excited about the possibility of being there, but kind of bummed that it’s in such a tiny place that they can only let a few people in.
So here’s my solution to this problem. A few hundred feet away lies Darryl K. Royal Memorial Stadium, where University of Texas Longhorns play their football games. Why not put the two candidates in the middle of the longhorn on the 50-yard line and have 90,000 screaming fans yell "OH SNAP" and "NO S/HE DIDN’T" every time they bring up a good point. I guarantee you we can fill the stadium, even on such short notice.
Now for a prediction. Going up the steps leading up to the rec center where the debate will be held there is a little crack in the bricks. Within this little hole lives a magical creature: my lucky mouse. Whenever I happen to see this mouse it brings me great luck. I feel with all the activity around his little house, my lucky mouse will pop his head out to see what’s going on. Whichever candidate sees him will be the next president of the United States. (I know Ron Paul’s in the area; we’ll have to keep him away from there.)