Vote. Do whatever the hell you have to do to get to a voting booth today.
Get out there and give weight to your convictions.
Whatever It Takes.
Then head over to Starbucks, Ben & Jerry’s or your local Krispy Kreme obesity clinic for some unhealthy free shit that won’t make you feel nearly as good as one of these free sexytimes treats.
Also, here’s a fitting little Radiohead cover that our buddy Jack Conte put together for the occasion:
After the song, if you’re interested, he has some interesting things to say on Prop 8 that I wholeheartedly agree with.
And in honor of what many, including myself, hope will be the last time we hear the word Maverick used in politics for a long, long time, I’ve put together this little piece of funnybone tappage: How To Be a Maverick
hippie.
“Skwerl Says:
November 4th, 2008 at 3:31 PM
hippie.”
Says the man who’s about to loose his Two Hundie bucks.
.. and I’m concerned the bassist in the first clip is going to hurt himself. Woah, steady on, buddy.
ha. zing.
well the hippie already owes me $200, and he’d probably just spend my $200 on weed or radiohead cds anyway. so we both break even here.
silly rabbit – who buys cds anymore? and weed is for potheads.
p.s. felyne: it’s flea from rhcp.
He’d spend the $200 buying a little tree to hug. ;)
“who buys cds anymore?” *points over there* ZOMG! PWNIES! *runs off in other direction*. I have a horrific Headstones CD collection forming in my basement… hey so maybe I can have the $200.
Flea huh, well that explains it, still I’m concerned for him, he’s gonna loose an eye or something.
Holy shit that song sucked. I love it when medicore musicians try to ride the coat tails of the greats. Hang it up Tom you’ll be nothing without Zach.