Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more brainy and more accurate:
Rough winds do shake the country,
And election night hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the studio light shines,
And often is his laptop power dimm’d;
Dinner is ready to go in the oven.
The cheesecake is in the fridge.
I await my evening of Antony.
Once every four years is not enough.
Who knows what the night will bring?
Whatever it is, Antony will
keep me informed
with his laptop and his pie charts and his
And then, almost like a dream
he will be gone *sob*
and the election will
Then the waiting will begin again
another four years
or two or thereabouts, if you are lucky
and he covers your state election.
But wait! What light through yonder Internet breaks?
He has a blog..
Alas I cannot comment
and tell him how much I respect him. :(
Perhaps he will search
for his name
and find this post