I called it.
In 2004, I watched Barack's speech live. I was practically jumping off the bed by the end of it. Even Liza was getting into it, and she's hard to get excited about politics. After the speech, I turned to Liza and said, in my enthusiasm, "I think that man is going to be our next president."
I didn't have a blog then, but I did document the conversation in 2006 on Movin' Meat.
I will now accept your accolades for my prophetic skills.
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