Shortly before leaving for the bar, I had a moral dilemma; my favorite track jacket is red, but I was definitely going for the blue last night. The closest thing I could find to "democrat" blue was my favorite scarf. So I sported it with a neutral white shirt. J donned his red, white, and blue snap shirt that he purchased in the "true America" (Houma, Lousiana). Quite fetching don't you think? 
I brought my camera to the bar with the hope of capturing key moments in the race. I got this idea from our good friend, Larson, who loves to take photos of the television screen. We spent most of the night at the bar texting friends and family while cheering on the CNN correspondents as they ushered in the great news. It was difficult to capture the full screen in such dim lighting, but the excitement was there. Trust me. We also relished the moment when the Tuesday night trivia guy packed up his bags and left after the entire bar decided not to play his game. Seriously, I love trivia, but not on such an important night! Then, 8pm (PST) rolled around and we had enough beer for the night, so we settled our tab and headed back to the apartment to catch the concession/acceptance speeches -- which both turned out to be quite gracious. Jesse decided that we weren't walking fast enough and made me run half way home from the bar. Somehow he also managed to rip a giant hole in his jacket with his thumb. I guess that's a small price to pay for hope...even if the jacket was barely a month old.
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We got to the Poet about four minutes before CNN projected Obama's win, then total awesomeness erupted. Lacy and I led the crowd in a rousing (ie, many people had had beer and were unsure of the words but were still very excited) rendition of The Star Spangled Banner.
Then, on the way home, cars were honking, people were cheering, and I high-fived three total strangers.
As a friend of mine put it, "it's good to finally be on the winning team."
So, who won?
America.
...and Me...by 10 points.
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