The Washed Up Canditorial Race

Well, I did it. After class yesterday I did my civil duty and did the early voting thing. Whom you asked? Well, McCain and Palin I reply. But who cares that I voted, what matters is that I lost my voters registration card and drivers license between the court house of um, well, this G E O R G E O U S , nah that's not it, how about B E A U T F UL Marianna, ugh who am I kidding, one horse town and my house ( I hate to cuss so that will have to do). I am calling around looking to see that I did not leave them with the lady that was so eager to grab them bad boys out of my hand to make sure I was who I say I am. I still think they count the cows in their cenus totals. But lo and behold as I grab the clothes out of the washer to go into the final sock missing in action dryer......there is my shinny face looking back at me from a Tennessee T-shirt. The voters registration card however is still a POW of the disappearing zone of laundry. I would like to think that my laundry soap is sooooo great that it even disintegrates paper without leaving a trace of lint. Wish I find amusing since I cannot get 1 peice of dog hair to let loose of a sweater in the washer. But I am still me and I still live here, I have a "clean drivers license"