Ode to Stephanie Herseth.

I thought I was watching the Democratic National Convention to kill time and enjoy the glitz. I didn’t expect to fall in love.

Everyone else is talking about that Barack Obama creep, or that guy who shagged his intern.  I don’t care about them.  They’re lame.

How can I describe the first moment when I saw Stephanie Herseth, 34-year old senator from South Dakota?  CNN calls you a rising young star.  I call you: The Future Mrs. Aplenty.

Stephanie Herseth

Together we can share so much:

  • I’ll tell you all my Republican dirty jokes, the most famous one ending with the smash hit punch line “I’ve heard of pork barrel spending, but this is ridiculous!”
  • You can sit on my lap and tell me how a bill becomes a law.
  • I’ll reassure you that you’re still a talented politician even if you won your current seat because its Republican occupant was convicted of manslaughter following a traffic accident.
  • We’ll commiserate that we both have dorky last names that start with “H.”
  • We’ll invite Michael Moore over for dinner and not feed him.

    Let us pretend we understand the issue of corporate welfare together.  Let us write legislation that quotes Elvis Costello together.  Let us tax and spend together.

    Don’t remind me that “unrequited” rhymes with blighted, short sighted, go fly a kite-ed, just for spite-ed, and disinvited.  Rather, show me how “big ass government spending” rhymes with “totally happy ending.”