I was playing Tickle Monster with my granddaughter - an adorable and convenient symbol of What's At Stake - when the networks started calling the presidency for Obama.
Just goes to show what a Weekly endorsement can do.
"Sarah Palin has to be screaming at this moment," my oldest son says, exultant.
So here, in our little piece of the real-estate crisis, where none of us have much confidence in the future the Bush Admin crafted for my granddaughter, a little bit of joy reigns. Reality will intrude in due time. Someone in the family is still out of a job; another will have an unhappy visit to the oncologist in a few days; our house may never regain the value it's lost since we bought it. "He'll have some tremendous challenges," Katie Couric says, leading the punditry's descent into post-election analysis-babble. Despite all that, we're whooping it up just a little.
"I'll bet George Bush is in the White House right now, going, 'shit, what have I done,'" my son says. We all just fall over at that.