Vote for Don Gerard

I had this big long anecdote about my ex-councilperson and some jackassery I witnessed at Esquire Lounge last week, but I've decided to edit myself and just cut to the chase:

I believe the mumbling birther and his bumbling band of buffoons should be handed their hats and shown the door.

Make sure you vote tomorrow. Do it on your way to work, do it at lunch and bring a sandwich back to your desk, or stop off at the polling place on your way home. It takes five minutes.