



I Tell You What, I'll Have You Know.
Once upon a time... from Capucha on Vimeo.
This inspired me to film the girls and translate their stories into French captions. Every time I hear her say "very tremendously bad mammoth!" I fall to the floor. (It sounds like a hybrid of 'mauvais' and 'méfait')
Yeah, I'm feeling it. Feeling the love. The relief. Palpable.
The way "mandate" was used before was incorrect usage of the word. Today, we can use "mandate" in its correct, intended usage (e.g. "the mandate that G.W. Bush claimed to have received from the previous electorate was exposed as mere rhetoric in light of more than double the electoral votes Obama won yesterday. No president has more clearly been handed a genuine mandate since LBJ's landslide win, 44 years ago.")
Now I don my gay apparel, dancing in the streets, gonna cause talk and suspicion, trumpeting my mixed metaphorathon.
This is where I heard the announcement. AN historic night, truly, indeed.