Shaun Lewis: the Man, the Myth, the Legend

Just to let everyone know (in case you didn’t notice), in the poll currently being conducted on this journal, I am in 3rd place; John Philip Sousa and a kitten are ahead of me. “And?” you ask with great impertinence, “What does that mean?” Quite simply, it means those who voted feel a dead music composer and a baby cat would make a more suitable President of the United States than I would.

Thanks, everyone, I’m feelin’ the love.

I guess on the bright side of things it’s good that I’m not losing to Henry VIII, one of England’s most tyrannical monarchs, and a homeless man. Most of you are probably scared the homeless man would sell our entire country for $50, a bowl of soup and a bottle of Jim Bean.

It is, in fact, very likely that would happen.