Today is French election day. It brings back fond memories for me because the first fight I ever had with FHC was during the last election while we were walking to the French Embassy to cast his ballot. Like a Geisha, he asked me to follow 30 paces behind him, and only after we bumped into a co-worker of his did he become embarrassed enough to talk to me again.
This time around, FHC refused to reveal who he was voting for, indicating that in France it's impolite even to ask the question. So much for my feigned interest in French politics.
I now have to return to studying federal courts because next weekend we're having a French convention at my apartment and I won't have time to work. Also, FHC, EKK, and I will "faire a quatre miles" that morning. Please come out and cheer us on.