Voting kicks fucking ass!

Maybe I'm the Wikipedia example of a Pisces, or maybe it's the remnants of Army bratdom, but dammit if voting doesn't rip my shit up. I love to vote. It's such a power packed emotion; Proud, appreciative, scared, free, introspective and global, hopeful. I still feel new in Nevada, this crazy ass Western state. I still feel a bit fresh on the range. I grew up in Northern Virginia, where you're pretty much given a dose of politics with your Flinstone vitamin. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must go a) see who's controlling the Senate and b) See if Number 7 passed, and if so, I'll be smoking weed legally by the weekend. P.S. Inexplainable Tim Russert crush still in effect.