November 07, 2012
So I was going to post a video I took of Noah last night, when he wandered downstairs in his Muppet jammies and announced that he wanted to "vote." He went up to the TV and — amidst a sea of visual noise and percentages and red and blue— found a photo of President Obama, and touched it, iPad style.
"Check! I voted!" he said. "Bock Obama is the President of the United States."
And then he did a little happy dance. He also farted.
I figured maybe I could edit that part out.
But then I realized I'd probably have to write a whole wind-up about how we have actually never talked politics with Noah, and that he simply wanted Obama to win because Obama is the only president he's ever really known and thus, in his little change-adverse mind, Obama should continue being the president. The fact that his opinion JUST SO HAPPENED to overlap with ours was just an adorable coincidence and not the result of us trying to push him into a specific party affiliation or put him in t-shirts and hand him signs to promote our own adult agendas and gaaaahhhhh.
I realized it was all starting to sound like too much work, what with trying to make sure people weren't offended or irritated and you're all probably getting gloating/opinions/tantrums from all kinds of classless idiots on Facebook and Twitter today AND ALSO EDITING OUT A FART TAKES TIME, so I decided to scrap it and post this dumb little video instead:
Now that's pulling yourself up by your bootstraps and gettin' shit done. And also tiring your mother out, because LANDS, CHILD. You just climbed right up and ate my baby, didn't you? Why are you afraid of the vacuum cleaner and not of useful things, like gravity?
PS. Good job, Maryland. And Maine and Minnesota and Washington. The pot thing is pretty cool too, but MAN. Marriage equality. Gets me so damn high, you guys.