Hmm...

I do believe I am in quite the dilemma today. I still have eight vocabulary words to incorporate into this blog entry, and yet I have run out of interesting topics to write about... Hmm... Well then, I suppose I will have to importune all of you, my faithful viewers, for any ideas for future blog entries. If you give me a topic that I choose to blog about, I will make sure to credit you somewhere and give you my personal kudos sometime in school if I pass you in the hallway. In giving this disclaimer, I hope to preclude any future quandaries of this or similar natures. Perhaps there will be some sort of monetary reward that goes along with this proposal, too. I'm still a tad undecided as to the answer to this question; therefore, I will set nothing in stone and thereby eliminate the risk of a rather serious form of abjuration.

At any rate, today just happens to be election day in these United States of America. While I do consider myself to be a biological epicure, I do not profess to taking the slightest interest in American politics. Now if we talked Scandinavian or even Elbonian politics, that would be another matter entirely. But since I currently reside in America, I have to settle for the status of a lowly political pariah. Anyway, Obama and McCain are currently engaged in an epic duel - a bitter, bitter race for the presidency - this lovely autumn evening. Unfortunately, neither of these two candidates tickles my limited political fancy in such a way that would cause me to vote for either one. To be honest, I'm more of a Ralph Nader fan. He strikes me as a fellow of perseverance and dedication; he has been running for the presidency for the same party for over forty years, I believe. Honestly, though, ingénues such as myself are wise to place their underdeveloped senses of nationality in a man who is guaranteed to fail the election every time; for if such a hero of the peasantry were to be elected president, there is no telling as to the consequences. But really, in my honest opinion, candidates these days are too concerned with their public appearances. I remember, during the last election, John Kerry made a brief cameo appearance in a comedy show. Of all the places to appear! He rode in very stylish-like on a motorcycle; despite his superior swarth and moxie, however, I felt the gesture was a trifle unnecessary. If you pause to consider, that would be kind of cool, though; what if the president of the United States was some kind of rough-and-tumble biker fellow? Yeah, tha'd be grand.

I should probably wrap this up fairly soon; I still have World War I notes to take for History class. We should probably find out the results of the election later tonight. If anyone other than Nader happens to have won the presidency, I will be quite maudlin - that is to say I will be crying large, deep rivers of tears. But I'll only be pretending, I assure you. Anyway, I do believe I must be taking my leave at this advanced hour. Remember my offer; if you won't do it for me, do it for all of the children that may/may not happen to stumble upon this fair piece of electronic prose that is my web log. With all of that said, I wish you all a fond farewell.