yawn. It's 4:00 a.m.

My post election analysis in relationship to me.

It's weird having personal connections to people running for office around me. The leader of the democratic minority in the county legislature accidentally stole my jacket on election day. In a neighboring county, the candidates for judge were 1) a woman who worked at the same law firm I did for a year, and 2) another local attorney who I used see quite frequently. Both are about the same age as I am. #2) who actually won, He looked pretty old in his campaign commercials. He has gray, receding hair and has a bit of weight on him. He's the same damn age as I am. I like both of them. 2) will do a great job on the bench.

In the county I grew up, one of the candidates for DA is younger than I am, and 20 years ago briefly had a crush on my older sister. He is completely bald now and sort of looks like Mr. Smithers. I used to work with his younger brother who has now been disbarred. There was also a candidate for town justice who I see in court on an almost daily basis. I've had cases with his opponent. (one in particular where I beat his pants off).

I don't think I will ever run for political office. I have too many skeletons in my closet and too much of a presence on the internet. I've been on 4 dating sites with my own picture for more than a decade, and I've written a few hundred stupid introductory letters. There are close to 30 women who know what I look like naked. Also, I am not a leader, and I don't do well in committees. I hate parties, and I don't do well in social situations with strangers.

I am a political junkie though.

Yawn. It's 4:15 and I'm feeling the urge to drift off to sleep again. I was going to write about the presidential election and state and local elections and what they mean, but I should listen when my body tells me to get one REM cycle in before I head off to work.