Let's Toast: To Good Abs and a New Pres

What a difference a year makes?  Last year at this time we were bombarded with endless speeches filled with sounds like nu-cular and dropped g's and now we're bombarded with sensational photos of a buff-looking Prez-Elect. Indeed, Father Tme is kind isn't he?  Isn't there an old cliche, all in due time?  Wow we were sure due!  What a difference a year makes?  From grey brillo hair and a Texas drawl to bronze skin, educated verbiage and a big toothy grin. 

Americans became so used to doubleyuh that it's almost like boarding a flight to Paris and landing in China.  Everyone is just sort of shell-shocked.  We can't criticize so what do we do?  Well we are actually sitting around marveling at how toned Obama's abs are after being photographed by paparazzi, bare-chested walking on the beach.  It's like we have just grown so accustomed to hairy chested white men with dumb demeanors.  Not that I'm suggesting that this is a description befitting any W., er, I mean person now.

But personally it's refreshing.  It's nice to finally have some eye-candy in the D.C. hizzle.  No bulbous nose, no grey old man do, no extra long nose hairs or heart bipasses--no not this time--now we have a young, active, fairly good looking, educated, well-spoken, happily married father of two young girls.  Oh, Father time is clever.  Now let's hope Obama doesn't let his charisma go to his head.  We wouldn't want him to get super creative with cigars like a former Bubba, er, I mean charmer who shall remain un-named, did. 

Oh what a difference  a year makes...one vote at a time.  Happy Holidays!  Here's to Father Time, good abs and to a safe and prosperous 2009!

-- Heather Langone