Eccentric Soap-Maker, Fanatical Fibre Artist, & All-Around Hippie

So, W&I did our Duty today in the most UnAmerican way possible and not only walked, but walked through the woods (with W whacking madly at the wisteria in our backyard just to access the trail there) to our polling place and casted our votes. Unfortunately, there is very little chance of ousting the fellow in there who is evilevilevilnot a very caring person for those of us who are not Rich, White, and Male. We also voted for a local Supreme Court Judge with the unfortunate last name of Bushfan... and there was a fellow running for an additional judge slot by the name of Hardin. Afterwards i made the joke to W that i was a Hardin-Bushfan (say it outloud ;D).