Obama just called. I think he got my number from Deval (Did I mention that Deval is on the list of phantom husbands? He is. I think he's the only politician, too...) .
The call went like this, "We're looking for donations of $200 after our North Carolina win, but any amount will be welcome." And I responded, "I'm not--I don't--[pause] I voted for Hilary?"
"Oh well okay--" "But I'm not sure who I support--I mean, it looks like he'll win the nomination, and that's fine with me. I like Barack. And I'll definitely support him in the presidential race. So keep my name on the list and call me when he's got it and all that."
Blubbering silly nilly. It was just weird to get that phone call, 'cause last night I was thinking that I've come to prefer him over her. This happened recently when the race got all mudslinging political and non-policy focused. It was just gross, you know? And I liked what he said about that:
(PS the kid in the aqua polo who keeps checking his cell phone behind the Obama sign was annoying the crap out of me. I wanted to smack him.)
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