Eat 'em up Joe: Picking Joe Biden

I have to say, I was a bit dissapointed in the delivery. I woke up with a stomach ache early Saturday morning only to find my anticipated text burried in the middle of the night--Obama has chosen Joe Biden to be his running mate. I understand that there was a news leak, but damn it, Barack. I was waiting all week like a kid on Christmas Eve and you stomped on my excitement by dropping a silent but deadly in the middle of the night.

I was less than thrilled originally about the prospect of an Obama-Biden ticket. I knew he was going to pick a white dude. That much was sure. But I was hoping for something a little more exciting.

Then I started reading about Biden. I started reading about how he lost his first wife. I started reading about his middle class roots. I started reading about labor's reaction to Biden. I started reading about his foreign policy cred. I started reading about his fight to overcome an anyeurism.

Basically, I read that this guy is alright in my book.

Then something happened that sealed the deal. Dad Grace--my white guy barometer--said how excited he was that Biden was the VP nominee. I realized then that Biden was a good choice. Obama's right--this does give him street cred.

And with that, I welcome Joe Biden to my little world of politics. I knew him before (and enjoyed his jabs early in the Democratic Primary debates). But now I feel like I know Joe better than ever. I hope to like him more as time goes on.

Eat 'em up, Joe!