Bahahahaaaaa!

Oh my GOD!

Props to urban_homestead for pointing me to this gem of political commentary.

An excerpt:

GM: OK, the bugbear attacks you. What do you do?

OBAMA: I send one of my 672 henchmen after it.

MCCAIN: OK, seriously. Why does he have so many henchmen? I'm a level 72 ranger and he's only a level 8 paladin.

OBAMA: Well, if you'd bought the Grassroots Organizing and Oratory/Colgate Smile proficiencies you could min max it so that you...

MCCAIN: Why is he even IN this campaign? I thought this was supposed to be a high level party.

OBAMA: Well, maybe some people got tired of the grim and squinty "Matterhorn, son of Marathon" shtick you keep doing. Dude, could you be any less original?

MCCAIN: Oh my god, I did not leave my left nut in a tiger cage in the Tomb of Horrors to spend my Friday nights mopping up after the new kid.


I especially love Kucinich's lines. :D

On a different note

Spent yesterday and today with BorderCrossing. I got to see her school, and the classroom that she calls the "Pink Bunker" because the walls are all painted pink. It's not the garish-verging-on-lurid shade I was imagining, but it's still pretty pink. I met a couple of her colleagues, who appear to be universally nice. We are slated to go on a double-date with one of her friends and her husband, with whom it turns out I went to high school. Small world indeed.

We went to Kilo for dinner, because BorderCrossing expressed a desire for really good cake. I agreed with this thought, and had a delicious dinner of onion soup gratinée along with a platter of nachos with salsa, guacamole, and sour cream. By the time we were done, I was too full for dessert, and was very VERY good and didn't order any cake out of sheer greed. I'm quite proud of myself for that, because I know that I would have felt overly full afterward and kind of sick. So, yay me!

Bought a bunch of Hallowe'en decorations today, and am sad because the pouring rain meant I couldn't put them up. With any luck the weather will improve enough tomorrow that I will be able to decorate my front porch as much as possible.

We repaired back to BorderCrossing's place for hot chocolate and a viewing of Sliding Doors, which was charming. Then I had to be a responsible grown-up and come home and feed the cats, which was a bit of a drag. Still, the cats were pleased to see me. George even rewarded me by considerately puking on the bathroom floor, where the puke would be easily cleaned.

Now, for a leisurely night of PBeM roleplaying, maybe some tea, and some kind of light snack for dinner. If I had Kraft Dinner, I might make that. I'm in the mood for instant comfort-food. Sadly, I have none. Perhaps I shall thaw some chili.