I’m going with a firm maybe. Part of me wants to watch. Not because I’m undecided; I’m definitely voting for Obama/Biden. I just want to see if this one will somehow transcend the lamosity that was the main content of the previous ones. I’d like to see more firm plans, real ideas and real issues, rather than the bickering about who’s more patriotic, or who’s got shady ties to whomever, et cetera. I’m tired of each side pointing fingers. I’m tired of the posturing about who’s most qualified. I’m just tired. As far as who’s most qualified? Neither of them are. Why? I liken it to giving birth, for the first time. You can read all the books, take all the classes, hear all the other mothers’ stories and have a good idea of what to expect…but you don’t really know what’s going to happen until your water breaks, you go into labour, and that baby comes kicking and screaming from your birth canal! Part of me just doesn’t wanna watch. Not because I don’t care…I do! I just don’t wanna be disappointed by more of the same ol’ same ol’. I don’t want my time to be wasted. Not that my time is so important, but it’s a series of minutes I’ll never be able to get back again. Taking that time to catch up on what I’ve recorded on my DVR might be a better idea. Perhaps I should flip a coin, to let The Fates decide. Three outta five, wins. Whether I watch or don’t watch makes no difference to what I’m ultimately going to do with my mail-in ballot. It would be nice to see McCain redeem himself a little bit. I like the guy. He seems like a nice person. A decent fellow. I won’t vote for him because there are certain, core issues that we vehemently disagree upon. It’d just be nice to see him go out of this thing with a little dignity and grace. He’s offered his life to serve this country in many ways, and ya gotta respect that, if nothing else. I also have mixed feelings about the actual election outcome. While I’ll be so happy that it’s all going to be over and done with on November 4th, I’m almost fearful of what election night is going to be like. I have a feeling that, no matter who wins, it’s going to get ugly. I had the same feeling when the cops who beat up Rodney King, were on trial. Most people thought there was no way they were ever going to be found anything but guilty, myself included. But, I had this nagging, underlying sense of dread just before the verdict was handed down…and look what happened. Rioting everywhere…with good reason, as far as I’m concerned. But…I digress…