BALLOT BLUES

Well kittens, I voted yesterday. I'm not a total cynic. However, my eyes did not well up with tears nor did my heart burst with patriotism like the people being interviewed on the radio when I got home. You know who I'm talking about; the folks who were waiting in line half an hour before the polling stations opened. Who are those people? They were the ones sitting up straight (like they had a flagpole up their arse) when you were studying the Gettysburg Address in 5th grade, that's who. Me? I was in the back row taking hits off a mini tube of toothpaste while drawing chunky cartoon heads on my desk.