I'm a sucker for Obamaswag

Okay so I'm a groupie. First MoveOn emailed offering stickers of this image. You could get one for free, or a whole lot more for giving them some money. Heck, it's for a good cause, so . . . I got 50 stickers (want one?). Then, a few days later, after they’ve sold a zillion stickers (the site for the sticker sales had a sales counter widget that was practically spinning to fast to read – also devious and clever – I wanted to be among the spinning!) the bastihds, they send another email telling me that for a not-so-tinydonation, I can have a poster of it. So now I've ordered a poster – just one, I swear. But it'sa greatposter and its by Shepard Fairey, who's friends of friends, and I bet he met Barackwhich makes it even closer, and thus makes me closer to Barack, and how cool is that? Anja made the point that we probably strolled past each other on the Columbia campus at least once.(My first two years werehis last two, I think). I made the point that it wasn't that likely, as he was the kind of guy who studied his ass off while I was out at Danceteria at a Mission of Burma show or eating a slice and playing Pole Position at Koronet Pizza, but still.That degree-of-separation-ness does give a tickle, as did seeing Rachel M. interview himthe week before the election (I mean I've served Rachel drinks and bantered with her, and she's really good friends with my friend Paul, and Barack like totally seemed to like her, so . . . .) I feel like a sucker for buying the swag, and will feel like even more of one if Barack doesn't come through on some major issues of mine, but it just feels so damn good right now, and the stuff looks cool! Go ahead. Go get one. It’s for MoveOn. You know you wanna.