Thursday, March 26, 2009

Taking applications for a presidential boyfriend...


I think I've been barking up the wrong tree. Sure, I've dated (a lot) of great guys, but not one of them has been as community-minded, motivated, dapper, handsome, smart, and witty as President Barack Obama. Heck, he's a writer, too- a bona fide artist! And he drinks beer and goes to basketball games (see photo above)! Don't get me wrong, I've dated guys who have had *some* of these qualities...

But now I want the whole enchilada.

The whole presidential, 'man-with-qualities', enchilada...

Before the election, my ex-Italian roommate (Viola, come back, we miss you!) made me giggle when, with starry eyes, she called Obama "my Baracki", and said, "I lovvvve him!" like a schoolgirl. I used to make fun of Viola as she sighed and placed a hand over her heart. Said her teenager-ish love for Obama was a totally un-American 'Italian' thing.

Well, I'm starting to see what all of her fuzzy-heart-felt fuss was about...

See, I love Obama. Always have. Hell, I followed his career and then voted for him. I trust the man. But now I love-love Obama.

This leads me to wonder- is there any other man on the planet who has all of Obama's qualities? A man, perhaps, who loves slightly off-the-wall, creative women like myself?

Sigh....

Read this article in the New York times that prompted me to post this bit about my love for our president.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go hang up a poster of my Baracki on my wall...

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