Cheers!

Back in June, I briefly dated a cute guy from Chicago who was the spitting image of Barack Obama (but younger). The last time I saw David, he brought over a bottle of champagne. It was late in the evening, so we never drank it.

The bottle has been sitting in my fridge ever since. I intended to hand it off to a hobo on my last trip from the old Soma apartment. I forgot about it. Then I remembered the election was coming up. What better occasion could their be than to toast the election of Barack Obama?

So yeah, I'm totally pawning off a cheap bottle of champagne as being much more interesting just because it came from someone who looked a lot like our future president.