i was wondering how long it would take for the question of a joint democratic ticket to emerge. what amuses me about Obama’s rebuttal:

“With all due respect, I won twice as many states as Senator Clinton. I won more of the popular vote than Senator Clinton. I have more delegates than Senator Clinton…I don’t know how somebody who is in second place is offering the vice presidency to somebody who is in first place.”

is that it evokes a memory of the first concert i ever went to. i was in the 7th grade and Vanilla Ice* was opening for MC Hammer. i’d saved up the $45 or whatever from an entire summer of lawn mowing earnings. i’d picked out the coolest outfit i had.** a friend’s older brother was going to drive us so we could arrive at the arena in style, no parents in sight. then, the week before the tour was scheduled to come to my hometown, Vanilla Ice passed MC Hammer up on the charts. and, seeing as how he was now a bigger star, the frosty-haired popstar refused to go on as the opening act. of course, i was crushed, seeing as how we’d all bought tickets to the concert just to see Vanilla Ice (Hammer Pants already taking on a twinge of dweeb at that point).

i’m not sure how to wrap up this analogy. will Senator Clinton wear Hammer Pants? i is Obama coasting on cool he sampled without permission from David Bowie?

*did you know that Vanilla Ice’s real name is Robert Matthew Van Winkle?? i couldn’t have made that up if i’d tried. maybe all you watchers of reality TV already knew that.

**which, for the record, was a pair of denim overall shorts with one strap fastened and the other flapping down my back layered over a pink/purple hypercolor t-shirt color-coded to match my socks and hair scrunchie.