Super Tuesday

I do NOT feel "super" physically.

I Voted, Did You?

I do, however feel pretty darn good about dragging my sick body out of the house and exercising my right to vote. I hope you were able to get out and do the same.

We're not going to talk about Fat Tuesday, mmkay?

Cheers!

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