The Sun Also Rises
I saw the sun rise and I'm not ashamed.
Oh how I wish McCain could get this much money
.....he's in an awful way.
Face it, folks. The wind has changed.
Get with the program.
So I wake up this morning in my mother's guest room, and I go out to the kitchen to grab a donut, and I hear my mother in the other room, apparently talking on the phone.
I hear her say, "Yes, I voted in the primary......Yes, I voted in the last general election. I have never missed one........Conservative.....McCain......"
(For those of you who aren't aware, my family is basically Republican -- although us Libs are starting to trickle in).
My mother goes on to answer several more questions, and then I hear her ask how she was picked, and when the results will appear. She then told the pollster she's never in her 70 some-odd years been polled before, and she thanked them for the opportunity.
So she hangs up, and my sister and I start blasting her with questions about the questions. The pollster was Quinnapiac, by the way. Two questions that I found very interesting were: Which potential first lady do you know more about?
My mother said, in an aside to us daughters, "Well, I really don't know much about Cindy McCain other than that she once popped pills and she's filthy rich."
My sister chimed in, "She does a lot for humanitarian causes", to which my mother replied, "Oh yes, she adopted that baby from um, um, some foreign country...". My sister and I both said at once, "Bangladesh."
My mother than said, "Oh, right. But I know a lot more about Obama's wife, she's all over Fox News", to which I groaned and rolled my eyes.
Another question was, "Who would you rather have as first lady?". My mother, of course, replied with "Cindy".
Sad, but true.
As to how my mother's question as to how and why she was picked, the pollster explained that their computers punch in area codes from all the states and it randomly comes up with known land line numbers. The pollster also said that the results from this poll will appear either Tuesday or Wednesday. Now my mother is all excited and can't wait to see the Quinnapiac this coming week, knowing she's a part of it.
I really wish she'd been in the shower when the phone rang. I could've been the one to answer it, darn it. Well, I would've had to lie, I suppose, and tell them I was the qualified homeowner, but still....