Midterms!

Election day is almost upon us, and Brookings is buzzing buzzing buzzing. The superpundits in my office are all a-twitter -- Thomas Mann (superpundit extraordinaire) roams the halls between televised interviews muttering poll numbers and telling everyone he can corner that the Dems are going to win HUGE. EJ Dionne, Washington Post Columnist, is a bit more cautious. Not everyone here is a Democrat (although there's a definite lean), but these are all people who share a love of all things political. These close races have raised the energy level WELL above the usual flourescent light-induced stupor.

I'm guessing that even for our own resident non-Dems (that means you, sausage boy), seeing these particular nut-job Republicans get their due is at least a little bit sweet.

I'm feeling guilty for having not voted in the DC mayoral primary, which is the only election around here that really counts for anything (voting in DC is so depressing). So I'm going to Virginia to work the polls for Jim Webb on Tuesday -- not because I really like Webb (he's as much of a cowboy as George Allen), but because Allen scares the living daylights out of me. I find that this is increasingly the case for me. I used to be more gung-ho about Democrats. Now they're just Not As Bad. But when the bad is really bad, even third rate alternatives seem worth prostelytizing for.

So go out and do stuff on Tuesday, all you political people! There are so many close races. Change is in the air, but it's SOOOOO not a given. It's got me all a-twitter.