Oh man. The Founding Fathers had some serious foresight when they created the lame duck period between election day and inauguration.  I'm not sure I'll be recovered from this headache until January 20th of 2010! The last thing I remember is David Plouffe doing body shots off of Axelrod. I woke up on Rahm Emanuel's couch still wearing my suit. Crazy.

Hey did anyone notice how spot on McCain's concession speech was? His oratory awkwardness replaced by grace and fluidity. His message heavily soaked in a refreshing authenticity. It was so convincing you almost forgot how outdated his stances were on economics and foreign affairs and wanted him to be president. He should start a career as a concession speech writer or something.

People ask me if I'm going to be nostalgic about the campaign now that it's over. Are you kidding? 21 freaking months of shaking hands and giving the same stupid performances. It's probably like being in the Rolling Stones.

As I said in my acceptance speech our work hasn't even begun. But that is another day. Today is for recovery -- both with our disappointed brothers and sisters across the aisle, as well as with our bodies -- which may not have been accustomed to three flutes of champagne, a fifth of Jack and seven Jello shots.