Eight years ago, on this EXACT day (the day after the 2000 election), I had to deliver the daily news in my 9th grade Global Studies class. Legit. A daily ritual at the beginning of class, a student would present the top headlines. Selfish Tricia thought, “sweet! I have a lot of material to work with! An election with a questionable winner? Jackpot!!” But then, the guilt set in. I considered the beauty of altruism (both literally <a gorgeous word!> and philosophically), and bowed my head in disgrace over my selfish hurahs.
It’s wild for me to think that eight years have elapsed, with FAR more decisive results this time around. Between 5-11PM, Maria and I simultaneously watched TV and chatted on gmail. What can I say. We are adept at multi-tasking. At 10:41PM, while I listened to the joyous Chicago pandemonium outside my windows (it’s an especially good night to be a Chicagoan), Maria sent me this:
Maria: ohhh wow
i was just wondering
if like obama’s youngest daughter
is like “dad, i want a hannah montana bedroom”
can they do that in the white house?Tricia: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAAHAH <REFLECTION!: WORTH THE SECOND LINE OF CAPITAL CHUCKLES>
Yes, Maria.
I assume so.Maria: but aren’t they historical rooms?
you can’t be like, “I call lincoln bedroom! where can i put my hannah montana poster?”
….Immediately after the announcement of a new president, Stickers & Donuts thinks about these important matters. Insatiable curiosities.
If you’re feeling nostalgic, and want to reminisce on this extraordinary election, I suggest you browse through Stickers and Donuts’ Election Collections:
1. Election Collection I
2. Election Collection II
3. Election Day fun (everday is an Obama cookie day!)
2 Responses for "Hello! Post-election: (What Maria and Tricia discussed on Gmail at 10:41PM, 11/4)"
i’m so happy!!!
i had to scour san francisco for newspapers this morning, but they were all sold out! i had to put my name on a list for the wallstreet journal and the ny times for their second shipment!
you must be my soul mate! so almost every morning, i purchased the nytimes. in chicago. (wild, i know.) i like to do the crosswords monday-wednesday, and read the style section thursdays. i suppose friday must be for shit and giggles. anyways. I COULD NOT GET ONE TODAY AND I WAS SO PISSED. I walked in circles. Went to strange places (Macy’s basement’s newstand?) NO NEWSPAPERS. Not even a Chicago Tribune. There were a few Chicago Sun Times, but pah-pah. I didn’t want that.
I was so sad. I even went to a starbucks to get change for $1, ended up getting 95 cents, tried one of those street newspaper machiney things for the first time…which were all busted. I went back to work in defeat, then realized that work gets a copy just for the coffee table in the reception floor. Told coworker, who took it for me. SUCCESS. (Sorry, I felt compelled to share this story with SOMEONE after your comment. And this all transpired just now. It is fresh on my mind.)
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