Vote for this guy

Okay, this is my friend's mom's boyfriend. You should vote for him for White House Farmer because:

a. we need one

b. this is the closest you will come to knowing the guy that got picked.

Vote for Shepherd Ogden.

Circulate people, circulate!

An open letter to Barack Obama

From my friend Lisa, who cracks me up on a regular basis.
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Hi Barry,

I hope this finds you well. I didn't get a chance to tell you how special last night was for me. No one, not even my husband, has ever been able to send me to bed with tears of joy in my eyes! I mean, wow! That was SPECTACULAR!

But I have to admit that I'm feeling a little ashamed for enjoying myself so much. Not feeling guilty or regretting my choices at all. It's just that, well, I need to know where this relationship is going.

Yeah, I know you didn't even get my name last night, but you made me feel special in a way I haven't experienced in a long, long time. I felt a connection between us, like fate had stepped in and threw us together in a whirlwind of ticker tape and cheering masses. I know you felt it too. The sparkle in your eyes told me, the confident tone of your voice when you told me you wouldn't let me down, even the way you made it sound like we're together for the long haul (when you said that this could go on for at least four years). Four years is a long time, Barry, and I need to know what you plan to do to keep up your responsibilities in our relationship.

You see, I've put my full trust in you. I am so very happy for you. And I truly think you will at least try to do everything you promised. But you're also young and haven't been in a relationship of this magnitude before. I need to know you won't crumble under the pressure. I need to know that you'll take to heart the advice of those who have been around the block a few times. I need to know that when times get tough (as they likely will in a long term relationship), you will stand strong. Barry, I need to know if you really care or if you were just telling me what you thought I wanted to hear.

These things aren't easy for me to ask, but I've been disappointed too many times and I can't bear to go through that again. Please, Barry, promise me you won't break my trust. Promise me you meant every word you said. Promise me that "yes, we can" will become "yes, we will" and then "yes, we did". Promise me that I'll still mean as much to you in four years as I meant to you yesterday.

In turn, I promise that I won't give up on you, but neither will I let you do something stupid and hold my tongue. I promise to support you when you follow through with your promises and admonish you if I see you straying. After all, with the connection you and I have, I know you'll appreciate someone keeping you on the right path.

Please don't let me down, Barry. I want last night's magic to last a very, very long time.

XO,

Lisa