Jan. 20th, 2009 02:17 pm
unamaga: (we are ready to lead again)
I've been trying to figure out how to say what I'm feeling all morning and I've come to the conclusion that only a gif will really convey everything.

unamaga: (on a towel by the VOTING BOOTH)

*pins proudly to shirt*

Our polling place wasn't as busy as most other people have had to deal with (GO PENN STATE GO!), but considering it's usually an in-and-out deal, forty minutes is pretty hefty! I'm proud of my little section of town. And I totally cried after I came out of the booth, not gonna lie.

Also, this has been stuck in my head all day. McCain should've picked this woman, srsly. )

yes. that.

Oct. 29th, 2008 03:56 pm
unamaga: (2008 - i'm asking you to believe)
Back at the rally, after the march had left MLK Gardens, I'd gone back for the car while Brett took photos, and I spotted a very old black man in a sharp Sunday suit walking slowly at the very back of the huge march. He hadn't yet arrived at the voting center, and I decided to find him when I got back.

I wanted to go talk to him, to ask him what this moment meant to him. He was a guy who you take one glance at, and know, that guy's seen it all. I wanted a quote. I had my journalist hat on. I thought, this will be great.

So when I got back to the voting location with the car, I went to find him in the line. Eventually I spotted him, and was ready to walk up the few feet between us and introduce myself when I stopped in my tracks.

A young black boy, no more than eight years old, walked up to this man, who was at least eighty. The boy offered the man a sticker, probably an "I Voted" sticker, but I couldn't see. The man took the sticker and paused. Silently, he looked down at the boy, who was looking back up at the man. The man put his hand gently on the boy's head, and I saw his eyes glisten.

I didn't ask the man for a quote. I didn't need to. I walked over by myself, behind the community center, and I sat down on a bench next to the track, and wept.

- Sean Quinn, fivethirtyeight.com

and some obama icons )
unamaga: (throw those curtains wide)
It's not just me seeing that "which states have you visited" meme pop up on her flist and freaking out at all the red states, right? After a minute I calm down, but every single time my heart freezes up with fear and I think somewhere, somehow the Democrats have fucked it up all over again. I need to find my happy place, you guys, I can't take much more of this craziness.

Anyway, I know I've been sort of MIA lately - due to a number of events and unevents, some more pleasant than others - so here are a few things you should know:

  1. [livejournal.com profile] eleveninches, I am still working on your beta. I am the slowest beta ever! I'm so sorry! But I haven't forgotten it if you were worried, and it should be done by the weekend.

  2. Happyfest entries are due in five days! Fahgoijwfg, woot happy fic! I'll admit, I'm probably more excited about these stories than I am about Halloween candy. John/Rodney > chocolate, y/n? Justify.

  3. Lims voting for this week has started! I have no idea how I managed to fumble my way this far in the competition, but there you have it.

  4. Thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday and sent me ecards and virtual gifts. You are all made of awesome, and I would like to extend my squishiest hugs to you for making an otherwise blah day much more bearable. I love you all, you know that?

  5. On that note, a belated birthday rec: Coupling, by [livejournal.com profile] lamardeuse (NC-17). Warning: this fic contains lethal levels of amazing, no I'm serious. Lederhosen! *squeaky noise of glee* Go read it if you haven't already!

  6. While in the city this weekend I bought a ZOMBIE MCCAIN SHIRT. Epic lulz. I've already been stopped three times for wearing it, it's that awesome. When I find my camera, I'll take a picture of me wearing it while making a zombie face, which, not gonna lie, will probably only be terrifying because of the fact that I bashed my nose with a cabinet door today and now it's kind of swollen. Can you dig it.

  7. John Sheppard is fierce.


Oct. 16th, 2008 05:16 pm
unamaga: (believe)
Last night I rewatched the entire debate in my dreams, start to finish, the only difference being that Bob Schieffer was a minotaur. Yeah. Either I've been spending too much time watching PBS (entirely possible) or the vodka was a bad idea (more likely). At least the fuzzy sense of well-being kept me from crying or kicking my TV during critical moments. :D?

Speaking of alcohol, in a few days I will legally be allowed to drink it. *kermit arms* It's weird sometimes to realize I'm so young when I feel like a crotchety nana croaking at the news stations about the good old days. Whatever, I'm excited. And I have no idea what the hell to do to celebrate, since no plans are forthcoming. Ideas?

In other news: Ted Nugent, you're a peach.

Uncle Ted said journalists are mostly "left wing, f****** hippies" who have never—not once—represented him fairly. He called Claire a wench with an agenda. After that, things only got more interesting. )

Right. Okay.
unamaga: (2008 - i'm asking you to believe)
In exactly 365 days, George W Bush will be out of the White House forever. In honor of this momentous occasion (no more Dick Cheney! no more edumacation! no more socially unacceptable shoulder massages!), let us look back on the last few years and remember some of the good times that we've shared.

''I like the idea of people running for office. There's a positive effect when you run for office. Maybe some will run for office and say, vote for me, I look forward to blowing up America.'' )

Watch this space for entirely self-indulgent fic in which John Sheppard is President of the United States of America. No, I'm not joking.
unamaga: (mwahaha politics)
...special at 11:00.

Anyone with a sense of self-preservation should probably read this. )
unamaga: (decisions descisions)
Tomorrow I move back up to Rhode Island! Woo, college!

There will be much huffing and puffing, of course, since our room is on the fourth floor, but that's okay, because I will get to see my Debbie! Oh, roommie, what have I done without you these past few months? It's like I am missing MY ARM.

I won't be around much tomorrow, because I will be too busy moving in and then possibly attacking Debbie into a Beatles Marathon--and BTW, everyone here has seen at least one Beatles movie, right? Because they are golden.

And, well, I don't know if all of you have figured this out yet, but at heart I am a hippie. I sometimes wear tie-dye and listen to Neil Young. I'M SORRY, don't throw things!

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Now tell me about your day. :D

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