A little known fact is that when I moved here to DC almost two months ago, I started meeting up with a group of people to have dinner and watch American Idol twice a week. We each had our favorites, mine being Blake, and as soon as an episode was over we'd sit around calling to vote for them on our cell phones.
Once that girl who wasn't Melinda won, there was a subtle void in my life. No more free dinner, no more rooting for someone I don't really care about, no more making fun of a contestant for doing a bad job.
That is, until the New Hampshire presidential debates!
I got together with the very same people I used to watch Idol with. We had dinner, and watched the Democrats debate. As soon as it was over, I was ready to pick up my phone and start voting. I knew I couldn't, but I sure wanted to. I was very disappointed that I couldn't watch it again the next day to see one of them get voted off.
A couple of days later we got together and did the same thing for the Republican debate.
Here in DC, going from American Idol to the debates seems like a natural transition.
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Who would you have voted off? Surely not Mike Gravel!
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