Would I go back if my beautiful friends weren't hanging out there: Very unlikely
After having nightmares about a Sarah Palin Christian theocracy, I can finally rest easy. Thank you, America. I got to Kate's about five minutes before CNN called the election for Barack Obama, and the crowd, which was made up of chiefly grad students, started freaking out and hugging each other. Before this, and in between John McCain's concession speech and Obama's victory speech, someone who had crap taste in music started messing with the jukebox. After CNN named Obama as president elect and McCain delivered his concession speech, someone put on the Train song "Drops of Jupiter." It was so intolerable that my buddy Jason sent me to the jukebox with money. But the front of the bar started screaming at the people in the back for putting music on the jukebox. Thing is, the jukebox had such an incredibly limited, bro-friendly selection that I could only attempt to mitigate the inappropriate sonic garbage-fest rather than find something I actually wanted to hear. Fortunately, the bartenders cut the sound before Obama came on TV to give his acceptance speech. After which everyone there cried, hugged, and jumped up and down with glee. Bad jukebox aside, it was nice to finally feel proud to be an American. And as a Nevada native, I couldn't be prouder that my home state finally came around and made the right decision (from my point of view, anyhow.) For months, I've been having nightmarish visions of a Christian theocracy a la A Handmaid's Tale. Now? I'm not just thinking, "yes we can." I'm thinking, "yes we did." WAHOO!!!!