My Little Way of Making a Difference

I went and did it. And no, I am not talking about getting a piercing in the nether region, although I am guessing that would make a difference. No, I am referring to a difference that we all can make that we can tell our mothers about. I have decided to get just a little more vocal politically. The most active I’ve been in the past was to stop by a campaign site for Kerry and pick up some signage and bumper stickers; we all know how well that effort turned out! This time around I have actually dug into my pocket, removed the stuck piece of Bazooka from a wadded up sawbuck and dropped it into the coffers of my candidate of choice, Barack Obama. Okay, I am using poetic license here, I actually went to his campaign’s website and used a credit card to contribute an undisclosed amount, but that doesn’t have the same ring, now does it?

I even started a blog over there. I know, I know; I blog here on Pheasantly Fascinating just a little more often than I have to comb my hair, but it’s something. So I have given the man some money, I started a blog, I started a fundraising page, I harrased some friends via Hilda to become my “Barack Buddies” (that still sounds wrongs), what’s next?

So, that’s all I am going to say on the topic over here (maybe).