The upcoming presidential election is one of the most-annoying yet—not only because both candidates pretty much stink, but because it’s also ruining my weekly family phone call.
Every Sunday, like clockwork, I give my parents a jingle for a dandy chat. But our compelling topics like the weather, recent deaths and my dogs’ latest antics have given way, like clockwork, to a plea from my mother.
“Promise me you won’t vote for Obama.”
I once made the mistake of asking why not.