Mrs. Gunn and Mr. President--The Winners!

Just like Barack Obama’s David Plouffe, campaign manager extraordinaire, Soiree Fair, Inc. has a secret weapon. It’s my Mother and she’s very hot right now—Not Paris Hilton hot, but topical--hot.
Here’s the deal—she’s voted in every general and primary election for over 50 years. Her aunt who raised her for a bit was a Republican, so how my mother ended up being a Democrat I don’t quite know. But what I do know like so many others that when asked that burning question of their respected elders at 11:00pm eastern standard time on November 4, 2008—“Did you ever think you’d see the day that an African-American President would be elected in the USA?” Like so many other respected and learned elders, she told me “no”. My mother is a Yankee and never had an affinity for the south with the stories of its racial injustices which made her all the more skeptical in the reality of this day. The bittersweet aspect of the Obama victory is that she was forlorn because with all ecstasy there is pain, and it was all about the ones who have gone on to their glory despite never having witnessed this historical event in their earthly lifetimes. The sadness is to not having experienced it with them here and now, especially with my Dad who was a southerner.

She’d throttle me as this implies that she is like 100 years old…oh, but she has always had the knowledge and foresight of Nostradamus. She’s a wonder and every business and hothead like me needs her. She has perfect common sense. Law enforcement could use her acute insights and uncanny ability to suss out evil motives and toxic human wastes. I’m truly blessed to be able to share this remarkable time in history with her. She gives me a profound understanding of all that is complicated in life due to her experience as my mother, a wife of 46 years to a man who had perfect nerves and diplomacy. My parents were world travelers and an all-around class act couple. I always said my parents may not have always been right, but they were never wrong. What an incredible life they gave me. They instilled in me that all things are possible. That is how I live my life.
I don’t have to Google anybody or Ask Jeeves anything. All I have to do is ask Mrs. Gunn. She’s that good.

Don't Let the Door Hit Ya, Where the Dog Shoulda Bit Ya

They have a sign up sheet for volunteers to help George W. Bush pack his s*** and get out, Nov 5th. I put us all down for the 3pm-8pm shift.