I watched it.
My blood pressure, normally in the 120/80 range was most certainly elevated as I listened to Candidate Romney's lies. My chest was tight watching his smirk. I actually yelled at the television a couple of times.
Thank goodness for Facebook, or I wouldn't have gotten through it. (Feel free to send a friend request if you haven't already. I like friends! If you click on the Facebook badge on the right you'll get to my page. I think. Heh.)
The highlight of the evening for me came afterward, when my 15-year-old granddaughter texted me:
"Romney is killing me …"
She watched the debate for extra credit in a class which she's already acing. And vowed to never watch another one unless she needs the extra credit. But we had a good back-and-forth conversation about it and she felt President Obama did a much better job.
That's good enough for me. Candidate Romney doesn't have her best interests in mind or at heart. President Obama does and has and will. Yes We Can. Again.
The post-debate analysis will go on and on and on. I'm glad there are four debates this month, at least they'll focus on something new after the next one. (It's a graphic designer's dream is to have something as cool as 10/11/12 to work with when designing items for an event like this.)
I don't update my status every day on Facebook, but threw out several last night, and this one this morning:
I bet the Amish don't even know it happened.