Looks like I may need to go rent Out of Sight again. Huh. Good movie, for lots of reasons (Ving Rhames and Catherine Keener among them) but the Sexiest movie ever? And it beat out His Girl Friday? Aw man, not on my two bits!

When the spatula come out of the dishwasher with egg still on it, is it sanitized egg?

To my cousin Mark, on the topic of my web site: happy now?

As a result of the South Beach diet we're not really on, I have been drinking a lot of Crystal Light lately (yay, Aspartame!).  I flirted with Crystal Light a number of years ago, mostly with the "Natural Lemonade" flavor (which is far from natural, but pleasantly sour and cloyingly sweet, btw), but we're drinking the whole Kool-Aid, as it were, this time.  There are a number of Crystal Light flavors available, as well as the pseudo-healthy vitamins/energy/herbal tropes that seem to be squeezing water off the $2.00-a-bottle shelf.  So we've been doing this for about four or five months now, and a thing I noticed right at the beginning has only now crystalized (if you'll allow me that pun) in my mind.

While each individual Crystal Light package is the same size (a little foilish tube) they are filled with different amounts of powder for different flavors.  That is, I would have expected a fake flavoring change to involve just changing the "flavor crystals," but it appears that they have to change other stuff, too, enough that the Blueberry White Tea tubes are packed to the gills, and the White Grape seems to have just a puff of dust in it.

There are intricacies to the making of Crystal Light that I had not previously suspected.

To wit, from the boxen:

So, the Natural Lemonade has almost three times the powder of the White Grape.  I leave it to you to ruminate on the implications of this for world peace, party unity, and/or the future of the packaging industry.

Speaking of the packaging industry.

There's a lot to read out there post election, about the dysfunctional McCain campaign workings (imagine them running the country), about Obama's plan (to be patient, apparently), about the future of the GOP (no future for you!), etc. But I found a couple of things I like best so far:

• This collection of newspaper front pages from Newsdesigner (it seems the Newseum site, the go to location for this kind of thing, has been swamped of late).
• Newsweek's excellent articles looking at events inside the campaigns (and they're not done yet) . If you have the time to read them, this is some inside baseball of the finest caliber.
• This photo of Obama, which seems to have been found here, but originated here. Shot by Ben Baker.

Two more since lunch:

• In answer to my query about what he'll do on the Web, Obama revealed this today.  Way to own the .gov space.
• Cartogram style elections maps.  Though for pure beauty, you can't beat the standard-style, purpleish, by-county map.  IMHO.  Via Gruber.

First, and I feel I need to get this off my chest: Boo-ya!  Take that, Permanent Republican Majority.  In your face.

Okay, thanks.

We watched CNN most of the night last night, except for one period of time between when they called Ohio and they called the Presidency, when the CNN pundits clearly knew Obama had won, but were not being allowed to say so.  Most salient during this period was when John King tried to show how McCain couldn't win by giving him every single state left in the Union and showing how it didn't add up to 270, when instead he could have just added California, Oregon, and Washington to Obama's total and shown how he had more than 270.  I got so irritated by this (I actually felt insulted by them) that I switched to ABC's coverage for half an hour or so.

But during our stay with ABC we only got to hear Cokie Roberts once, and George Will less than that, and frankly, seeing George and Charlie and Diane each at their Command Station™ made me yearn for CNN's crowded Island of Opinion™, so we went back.

One of the best coverage comments of the night came from James Poniewozik on Time's liveblog of the event, "God, switching over from the frantic cable news to Shields and Lehrer conversing on PBS is like listening to the Ents talk in The Lord of the Rings. Pontificate faster!"

From stuff I've read, it seems none of the Nets had the cojones to call it earlier than the poll closings on the West Coast.  Which I guess is okay, given the need to get voters out for Prop 8 in California.  But really, everyone with half a brain and elementary math knew it was over.  The Time liveblog noted the lack of a Tim Russert, a Big Dog, as they characterized him, able to buck the conventions and call it early.  RIP, Tim Russert.

As for what I thought (beyond my pithy one-liner at the top of this post), I had a couple of very random thoughts as I got ready for bed last night.  I Twittered one of them, but I'd like to expand on it a little.

My boys are 2 and 5.  The two-year-old sees Obama signs in yards (and on my chest) and declares "Rock Obama!"  But the five-year-old understands enough to know that Mommy and Daddy were eager to see Barack Obama win.  For my birthday he drew me a picture of Barack Obama (in a rocket, I think, I'll have to find it and post it).  He was happy this morning when I whispered to him who had won, and gave him a great big hug.  But who am I kidding, he doesn't know what the Hell is going on.  But I do.  I know that he will grow up in a world where black men (men, I realize, not women) know that they can be President.

The world is better.  In a small, tiny way, I have made it better.  For my children.  Damn.

Then, as I was falling asleep, I thought to myself, what is Obama going to do with his web site?  Will the White House site be turned in to a bully pulpit like barackobama.com?  That would be all kinds of awesome.  All kinds.