By the way

Best. First. Family. Ever.

Wish I was there

Had an awesome night last night for obvious reasons and I will write about that soon. For now let’s just say that my neighborhood was one big party and I high-fived a lot of complete strangers when me and Mrs. Wedge went walking around after Obama spoke. Despite how awesome it was to be in Brooklyn part of me wished I was in Grant Park. That looked freaking cool. Here are a couple of vids that I saw today on the youtubes which made me smile.

P.S. The Wedge’s night involved three nearly naked young ladies (probably not what you are thinking right now).

I voted

I voted! That is all.

Vote

Oh yeah, don’t forget to vote. Let’s end this nightmare.

Toot

Dear so and so

Dear Barack Obama,

I am so sorry to hear about the death of your grandmother Madelyn Dunham. Me and Mrs. Wedge will raise a glass in honor of “Toot” tonight.

Stay strong Barack and let’s hope it’s a party tomorrow.

Sincerely,

Iceberg Wedge

“There’s nothing we can’t do”

One Day to Change the World

Find out where to vote.

Let’s do this for Charles

I don’t need to add anything else. Just watch, be inspired, vote and get others to vote (for Obama of course).

(hat tip to Kevin over at Rumproast)

Baracking out in PA!

Mrs. Wedge and I attended the rainiest and coldest Obama rally ever today at Widener University (go fighting Pride) in Chester, PA. We were soaking wet and cold and standing in mud and getting wetter and the wind was blowing. We had to wait in line forever and we both had bursting bladders and yet we were still a million times happier than every single McCain/Palin supporter that has ever existed. There were also 9,000 fellow wet and cold Obama supporters there as well. The fact that 9,000 people showed up in such awful weather says a lot. Meanwhile, due to the same weather, old man McCain canceled his rally in Quakertown, PA. This is probably because he would have gotten sick with pneumonia and no one would have showed up to see a crazy old coot talk about his scars anyway.

Here is some video from the rally.  This guy put up the whole speech on the YouTube.

The one thing I really took away from the rally: most everyone, despite the crap conditions, was happy and excited. This was the case as we walked block after block through the rain just to get in the endless line to get into the event. While in line strangers offered room under their umbrellas so we wouldn’t get even more wet. People were exchanging stories and names and emails. We heard stories about Republican family members who were voting for Obama. We were all telling our favorite Palin stories and laughing at the wingnuts. Meanwhile, we were freezing and the water was soaking through our shoes and I thought I was going to pee my pants. Then we get into the area where the rally is and we quickly realized that we weren’t going to be able to see or hear Obama hardly at all and then it started raining even harder and we lost our generous umbrella sharers in the crowd. And yet through it all most of the 9,000 people were still in good humor. Now contrast this with video footage of a McMoose rally or line to get into a rally and the difference is stark. Driving back to Brooklyn I thought about this contrast quite a bit. When me and Mrs. Wedge got home I read my buddy Kevin’s Blog (Rumproast) and he seemed to be channeling my thoughts.

……but the other prime reason McCain took a hard stumble is that he latched onto the dark underbelly of the Republican base after the convention like a dull-eyed barnacle, perhaps forever tarnishing his carefully-crafted maverick image. Adding Palin to the ticket would have been enough to adhere the knuckledraggers of the GOP to his campaign for the remainder of the election cycle, but McCain made the fatal mistake of letting sweet, sweet Sarah and her devoted flock of seething simpletons drive the message from the bottom (quite literally) up, gorging on their hateful gruel and belching it out in the direction of mystified independents and teetering Democrats who used to hold him in high esteem. A sneering crank whose rallies are filled with more blood-curdling boos than triumphant cheers; the stark contrast between the audio of McCain’s drool-encrusted, hectoring howler monkeys clogging the air of his half-filled halls with bilious bellows and the hopeful, we-can-do-this acclamation of Obama’s supporters is jarring, to say the least, especially when laid one-after-the-other on cable news. (Italics are mine)

Why is this? I mean really, why are the Republican’s so fucking angry? They act like Democrats have been ruining the country for the last decade instead of it being the other way around. Hell, if anyone should be fueled by rage and anger it should be us liberals who have had to endure 8 years of the worst presidency ever and even more years of a Republican Congress. But instead we are out there filled with joy and hope and pride for our party, for our candidate, for our country…all of our country.

We are truly on the cusp of something momentous and life changing. In Barack Obama we have found a “vessel” which we can pour our hopes and dreams into. While the other camp has conjured to provide us with an even worse nightmare than Bush et al has been. The choice is so obvious: tolerance vs. hate, unity vs. division, hope vs. fear.

Some photos from today:

Barack Obama Bug

Where's Obama?

Mrs. Wedge after going to the port-o-potty

Iceberg Wedge-if you look close enough you can see my teeth chattering

There he is!