So around 4:30 pm California time, I was sitting in my office ostensibly working on photographs. When I realized that I was clicking on the CNN website every 2 minutes, I decided that I wasn’t going to get anything else done, so I shut down the big computer, went up to the living room and sat down in front of the tv to watch election returns.
With my laptop of course. Political junkie that I’ve turned into, I had five different news tabs open. CNN, CBS and NBC were spouting information before it had time to be verified. NY Times was hanging back and waiting for real results. Fox had the coolest interactive map of them all, but when the east coast started reporting and the tsunami of votes was inexorably flowing toward Obama, I noticed that some prankster briefly painted California red.
I think I started to cry when they called Ohio. I know we both cried when they called the election. It was a beautiful, amazing, emotional evening.
In the end, we didn’t drink Obamatinis.
They seemed too flip.
Instead we opened up a 1999 Zinfandel that we’d been saving for a special moment. That was more fitting: a wine that had been “born” the year that Axel and I met, which celebrated all the history that we have witnessed in the decade we’ve known each other.
And we drank to the new president; to his long life and good health, and we wished him the wisdom and strength that we believe that he brings to the office.