I need a smoke...

Only now does Superstar fully realize the enormity of this storm that swept the nation with excitement and the giddy anticipation of new love.
I saw it coming, but I thought it was a Cat 2 and as it turns out, it was a Cat 4!

The news casters had a smile on their faces this morning that was reminiscent of great sex. And in a way, the coverage of this election was, for them, foreplay that culminated in a great consummation last night for all to see.

I got left out of the frenzy for two reasons. First, I can't get excited about liberal policy, so I could not be won over by the Obama-likability-factor (which is undeniable.) And second, a disappointed MMA cried himself to sleep before McCain even took the stage. So there I was, shut out, shut down and the party train left the station without me.

Hmmph!

This was the outcome I expected, but the the hysteria I was unprepared for. The display at Grant Park was remarkable! I can't fully appreciate the significance of the night from the black perspective, but I am proud that this day has finally come (I just wish it had been Colin Powell.)

All the same, race played no part in my choice (and I hope not yours.) I voted for the candidate that I believed would better represent my agenda. And when every voter does that and we elect a minority to the top office, then we can say, "Now we're really getting somewhere."

But Rome wasn't built in a day and every step in the right direction, matters.

Now the great responsibility is on Barrack Obama to make positive changes, "yes you can" just like you promised. That's a tall order, but with the kind of resources at his disposal, I am hopeful.

In closing, my party was simply outmaneuvered at every turn by the Democratic machine. Their candidate was fresh and virile, ours represented old-white Washington. They wooed the young and undecided, we let too much slip through our fingers. Their army of brilliant minds left no stone uncovered and no opportunity to chance. Obama ran the marathon and sprinted home. McCain hobbled into second place, a dignified old man with unfortunate timing.

Hats-off on playing a winning hand, President-elect Obama & Co. You were a formidable opponent.

Conservative friends and fellow Americans, let's get back in the game and reinvent ourselves. Si, se puede, tambien...And aren't you glad we will not be inaugurating Madam President and First Husband?