
So here's my Barack Obama election story.
I hung out in Atomic Wings alone in Manhattan watching CNN with a lump in my throat and fingers crossed for 2 hours. When they closed at 10pm I was forced to go to the Knitting Factory to prepare to be on stage with Mr. Lif and Metro.
The venue, unfortunately, had no screen or system for keeping us up to date with the info so I had to rely on text updates from Cosmo and my sister. Once the news was announced, they told me right away and John Robinson let everyone else know. I was and still am both numb and excited as hell. Aside from a tear or two immediately following the news, I haven't fully expressed how I feel about our first black president's nomination. Plus in downtown NYC, there was no real sign of celebration except from seeing various people on their cell phones smiling from ear to ear. Once we got back to Philly, all celebration had to come to a close, similar to how I missed all the festivities of the Phillies celebration on Wednesday night of last week. I'll have to regenerate the excitement for myself tonight and have a drink for Obama.
CHANGE BITCHES!
Rock & Roll Hotel - Let's Get it TONIGHT.









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