To Whom It May Concern

Just hear me out on this one.


I know that we have slashed, burned and salted the earth that originally grew the idea for us to have a meet-and-greet, but I think that there may be an opportunity for all of us to be in one place, witness history and party our collective asses off!



If Barack Obama is elected president of these United States in November, there is no doubt that I will have my arse in Washington, D.C. for the inauguration in January 2009. I'm cashing in my Amtrak frequent rider miles and trekking up to Chocolate City to be apart of the celebration. I think that this would be a great occasion for us to share together (no-cornball) and hey, if we don't like each other (Gail), then at least we'll get to see Barack Obama and sexually objectify him in person. (Sorry, I'm a full on B.H.O. groupie now.)





We don't have to make long, drawn out plans or anything. All we would have to do is synchronize our watches and go to a central meeting place. Afterwards, the first round of water (filtered) is on me! No, I insist!

So whaddya think?

Don't feel the need to answer right away. Just think about it.

My whole point of this post: I don't want to be drunk alone in D.C. Come and join in the revelry!