So Al-Qaida's No. 2 leader (or maybe its no. 1, if rumors of Osama's demise have any credence) released a taped message today, redeclaring war on America and calling its new President-elect a 'house negro.'

It's bad enough the government will soon be doling out billions and billions of taxpayer dollars to bail out the bloated, mismanaged U.S. auto industry.

But please, please, do not give any of that money to the nation's car dealers.

Ring the bell, school's back in, break it down ... Stop. Question time!

10) Ok, several days have passed. Are you still smiling and dancing, or do you find yourself suffering a bit from some sort of post-partum-like depression?

9) Not that I would know anything about this, but which is a more important element of looking good on the dance floor: Rhythm or self-confidence?

8) So I turned 35 this week. Is it lame that one of the things that most annoys me about this age is that I can no longer check off the 18-34 age group in surveys?

Genghis and I both turned a year older at midnight tonight, about the exact same time Obama began his acceptance speech in Chicago. I think it's fair to say that we couldn't have received a better birthday gift. I will never forget this night.

You should have seen the love and camaraderie being displayed in New York, between and among complete strangers who like me just couldn't stop smiling. If a night like tonight doesn't make one proud to be an American, and hopeful for the future, I don't know what could.