The $8 is mine, I can taste it! Here is my entry for Elena Solodow's 100 words for $100 Kerbillion Dollar Stacks of Cash Giveaway Bonanza!
This is my entry, it might be terrible, and it contains an F bomb, so if that concerns you, avert your eyes! Also if you are concerned at too much awesomeness too fast, avert your eyes from my entire blog! Yeah!
Voter registration was a rush of freedom that could only be described as a Howard Hughes meets, John Lennon, meets the “Don’t taze me, Bro!” guy experience culminating their love of liberty the moment I marked down independent on my voter registration form as a giant “fuck it” to my right wing capitalist up-bringing that taught me never to question, never to look deeper, never to seek a justification, and to choke down the stench of it all; that suddenly decrescendoed into oblivion the instant the portly woman behind the counter gruffly slid my selective service registration across the counter.
If you want a shot at the $8 of glory, visit Elena Solodow's page here.
I'm off to work on sending out queries... eeesh.