Election's end ... Now what do I do?

When Wile E. Coyote finally caught that damned monosyllabic roadrunner, I have a half-memory of the coyote wondering what to do with the bird now that he achieved his lofty goal.

Welcome to my life in the election's final week. With the exception of new Democratic pariah John Kerry, I'm one of the few people associated with politics to have an empty plate during crunch time. The letters went to press, no endorsements left to run and whatever mistakes snuck through will wait until after the election for their corrections.

Now that the pressure fades, I welcome the ranting callers who just want to vent at whoever answers the phone at this bastion of the "liberal media" - or at least that's what they tell me.

I just want someone to talk to ... well to listen to; I don't talk a lot when the topic is bias against Republicans and it isn't so gently peppered with profanities.

But right now I'm lying to you and myself. Let them go far enough, and I'll reply with my own string of Anglo-Saxon words and hang up abruptly. My customer service skills only go do far...especially with my part in the election concluded.