I can’t begin to tell you how happy I am that it’s election day. You know why? Because that means this will hopefully be the last day that Robert Ramirez, Grover Norquist, and some lady named Cynthia who claims to be from Arvada robocall me multiple times in the space of 24 hours and urge me to vote for Ramirez. This is even more aggravating because:
1) Robocalls leave voice mails, which I have to keep going into my mailbox and deleting.
2) I’ve already voted, and it sure as hell wasn’t for Robert Ramirez. I’m certain he’s a lovely human being, but I like my current state representative (Debbie Benefield).
3) And, let’s be honest. Having Grover Norquist pulling for you is really not something to be advertised if you want to impress me anyway.
It’s enough to make me want to ask for my mail-in ballot back, just so I can make sure the circle next to Debbie Benefield’s name is good and dark.
There’s no need to even go in to detail about the amount of spam (both digital and analog) I’ve gotten over the last week. Though I am a little disappointed that I didn’t get any crazy mail from Focus on the Family this year. That’s always good for a rage-filled cackle.
Anyway, if you’re American, go vote! And while I normally try to just emphasize the awesomeness of civic duty because I don’t want to sound like the Cynthia from Arvada robocall, I do have one request for this year – please remember that women are people too, and it would be nice if the government didn’t want to lodge itself in our collective vagina. Shocking, I know. (PSST. That means if you live in Colorado, for goodness’ sake VOTE NO ON 62! And non-high-heels wearing senate candidate Ken Buck doesn’t think much of women either, it should be noted.)
And tomorrow we can all celebrate the end of robocalls and political spam for another, oh, year and a half. Right up until the Presidential race really gets cooking.