The debate - for all of you who either chose not to watch it or live in some Fairytale Land where Elections never happen - was last night...Romney and Obama. One on One. With a Moderator - who clearly wasn't hired because of his Moderating skills, but what do I know, right?
As I prepared to watch the debate, I had a list of things I needed to do in order to fully enjoy the experience; I needed to lovingly put my small child to bed, open up some alcohol (and since I hadn't had the opportunity to hit a liquor store I was stuck with Wine), open several tabs on Google so I could follow multiple things at once (You know, Facebook, Twitter, the News, and of course, that disturbingly addicting game to while away the time should I have gotten bored.), and tune the TV to the channel of my choice to watch said program.
I also needed to prepare for the "Debates Drinking Game"...And since (as mentioned before) I hadn't gotten to a liquor store, I was stuck doing shots of Red Wine - which, let me tell you, once it's poured in a shot glass, I'm convinced suddenly goes up in alcohol percentage. Shot glasses seem to have that magic about them - heck, you could shoot back a shot of water and somehow manage to feel fuzzy!
Ten minutes into the Debate I was fast becoming fuzzy (My word for just past slightly drunk, lol). I had to stop following the drinking game, lest I somehow manage to get myself into that drunken stupor from which there is no return, and comes with a killer hangover come morning.
Now, being blessed - or cursed - with an eiditic and photographic memory, I do actually remember the entire debate. I also remember the massive Twitter stampede that was going on during the evening...Everyone, Republicans, Democrats and everyone else had already decided the winner of the Debate - not everyone agreed, of course, but I'm sure that's not unusual. By this point, I had given up on giving any kind of responses that would actually sound even minutely coherent, so I just kind of watched the goings on.
I DID rant on Facebook, of course, and I'm pretty sure at some point I nominated my friends Jan and Kimberly to be the next President(s). Let me tell you, those ladies would have the U.S. running smoothly in no time - all while drinking tea liberally laced with Bourbon (Or just chugging straight from the bottle), making delectable desserts, and working a 20-line phone (all at the same time) - I promised that I would be their Campaign Manager - and my fees could be paid in Cookies and Wine.
I also remember at one point being so fuzzy that I was convinced that the "Funny Or Die" Twitter feed about the Election was actually the serious blow-by-blow account of what was going on. Yes, I know, alcohol is NOT always good for you!
As for who actually won the Debate? Even I'm not sure - I think I'm going to have to have a sober look at it all over again.
I started writing this blog article DURING the debates while getting
I DID have to read and tweak it a bit, lol, to make sure I hadn't written anything slanderous and/or sue-able...
So, since I'm finally back in the swing of writing (Time had to be taken off to care for my little one), expect more posts to come! I will be getting back into the men's series again, but before that I'll be writing an article on the most interesting Tweets from the debate :)
Until next time, Friends, This drunken essay is dedicated to Kimberly :)
An Ordinary Woman :)
October 3 & 4 2012
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