Election Day – wow, do we have some doozies to choose from. Do you like Beer Guy? Or do you prefer the Mustache Man?

As someone who once walked into TA office hours with a joint behind the ear, the ‘human is going to have to throw its vote to the guy who showed up at the Nexus endorsement meeting with horse shit on his boots.

The Slickster will lose, of course. But if he’s as much like my grandpa as he seemed during our first meeting, he’s going to have a damn fun time at that election night party.

Tuesday’s forecast: A reporter asks Slick for his feelings as his campaign comes to an end. He replies, “I can’t feel a damn thing. What’s this campaign you’re talking about?”