It's Over...But It's Just Begun.

Well. The Iowa caucuses are over, Praise the Lord. The Hawkeyes can go back to living normal lives now, away from the glare of the all-seeing eye. Much to their relief, one presumes. As for me… I spent last evening watching the Orange Bowl, which I’m quite sure was much more entertaining and a lot closer, game-wise, than the official kick-off to Election 2008. Things will get progressively more interesting as we move forward from here. But as for the outcome? No big surprises if you were watching the lead-up. But I’ll bet Hillary has quite the hangover today.

The best part of the caucuses? Iowahawk live-blogged the caucus he hosted at his house and didn’t have all that good of a time in doing so. Well, except for the first part of this, perhaps:

8:15 PM: That was weird. I heard the exhaust fan running in the upstairs bathroom so I went up to turn it off. When I opened the door Barack Obama was in there torching a one-hitter. "Hey man, want a hit?" he goes, with a big grin. I'm pretty toasted already so I said no thanks. "That's cool,' he says. Really seems like a nice guy. So then he shakes out some blow on the counter and offers me a line. "No thanks man," I say. "That's cool," he says. "Y'all Chase the Dragon?" he asks, pulling out a spoon, lighter and some rubber tubing. I declined again. I'm not sure how good a president he will be, but he's certainly a lot better house guest than Hillary.

8:31 PM: Shit, talk about a buzzkill. Down in the living room Huckabee has won the GOP caucus and his salvation freakshow is pouring all my beer down the sink (even the good stuff like MGD), shouting "Praise Jesus!" I yell at them to stop, but they crank some godawful Creed song on the stereo and tell me they're going to perform an exorcism on me. The Democrats are screaming in the basement, apparently because they can't decide on a candidate and how to divy up the shit they stole from my garage and liquor cabinet. I'm too high to figure out what to do.

Heh. Read the whole thing here.