The downside of living in Hawaii is that as I was racking my brain to come up with the perfect alcohol selection for election night (as my ritual is to take shots of the most horrific tasting alcohol each time the candidate I didn’t vote for has a state called for him), I realized I will probably still be at work… stupid 6 hour time difference… no more bacon vodka shots for me this year.
Maybe I’ll bring in a bag of lettuce and eat a leaf each time a state gets called… I mean…. I don’t think there will be too many states called for the orange orangutang but one shouldn’t get too cocky.
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