
Holy crap. I actually won.
It’s been like 90 years since I had this job. I wonder if anything’s changed? I hope they saved my “That’s My Mama” coffee mug.
Last time, we had a global recession, double-digit inflation, a gas shortage, and the Patty Hearst kidnapping. Good times. Wonder what it’s like now. It can’t be any worse.
I guess I should have come up with some kind of plan to fix the budget or something. I just figured that Whitman chick would win since she knows about pay rolls and compound interest and stuff. Guess that’ll show Ms. Smarty-Pants that success and business sense can’t buy you a governorship. I wonder if she’ll go see Cats with me now. Jellicle cats sing Jellicle chants…
It sucks that Prop 19 didn’t pass, though. I was kind of counting on the reefer to get me through this term.

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