To sleep, perchance to dream……….
Last night was a night like most nights in October. It was dark. To top it off it seems to get dark every single day of the year. Fascinating. It was periodically raining. The best part of this particular October evening was that The Philadelphia Phillies were playing the Tampa Bay Rays in Game 5 of the 2008 World Series. If things go right the Phils win the World Series in Philadelphia 4 games to 1. The crowd would go appropriately berserk and all would be right with the world. If you discount any and all world problems that is.
I guess it really wasn’t like most October nights when I think about it because the Phillies don’t play in the Fall Classic every October. At least since 1993 anyway. It started to rain in the 2nd inning (I think) and the conditions down at Citizen’s Bank Ballpark got progressively worse. By the 6th inning it was decided to suspend the game until weather conditions permitted it’s resumption.
That decision itself was historic. Suspending a game of the World Series has never happened before.
But this is only the beginning of this story.
During the commercial breaks during the game I channel surfed all over the Verizon Fios TV line-up. I saw all sorts of McCain and Obama political ads. Like everyone else in the US I’ve seen hundreds of political ads this year. I AM SICK TO DEATH OF POLITICAL ADS.
The game was eventually suspended and I ended up watching TV until 2AM. Not exactly the brightest thing I’ve ever done but hopefully the world will survive me missing my beauty sleep. Eventually I fell asleep and then I’m smacked right upside my REM sleep.
In that usual gauzy, nebulous, is-this-really-happening-or-not sort of way I’m aware of John McCain and assorted aides are in my living room. There are all sorts of people coming and going. A veritable hubbub of activity. I’m suddenly aware that I’m in the process of disconnecting all sorts of TV monitors and other pieces of electronic equipment.
After awhile Senator McCain disrobes down to his underwear to sleep on my couch. Suddenly I realize that it’s the evening of November 4th, 2008. Election Day! Election returns have come in. The outcome is known to everybody in the apartment except me. In my dream I realize that I’ve been so busy with the McCain campaign being headquartered in my apartment I never went out to vote.
I forgot to vote for the Senator from Arizona? How could this happen?
John McCain settles down on my couch to get some sleep. Various aides leave my apartment. I feel so badly that I forgot to vote I have to apologise to the man.
“Senator McCain, I’m sorry but I totally forgot to vote for you and the Artic Barracuda today.”
“That’s all right Mister Levittown. I’ll forgive you some day.” He smiled tiredly as he turned toward the back of the couch to close his eyes.
I had to know: “Did we win?”
He turned back towards me and replied as he smiled “yes, we did.”
When I woke up the first thing that came to my mind was “where did that come from”.
Sometimes it really is odd being Mister Levittown. If nothing else my residence is now a historic land mark. After all John McCain slept here.
