My wish for tonight is that Christian Duque will come.

With him, I don’t know what to think about SG.

Luckily, he has no problem telling you.

Wow, there are a lot of people here now.

I didn’t know we had this many supporters.

Lobby Coordinator Jason Lutin just showed up, sporting his trademark style. That man couldn’t fashion his way out of a wet paper bag.

It’s OK, I couldn’t either.

Ryan just said we have no idea how our Senate candidates will do. That’s, er, not exactly true.

I’m calling Districts A and B for us, plus Beaty, Broward, and Jennings; everything else goes Pants.

I just told Jessie DaSilva I’m liveblogging.

It’s true.

A few Swampers showed up. Other than Ms. Foster, there are no Nina supporters yet. But there are definitely no Pants representatives.

I’ve been told that Bruce has declared he won’t show tonight. I don’t think that’s much fun. They could make a spectacle, which would at least give me something to look at, other than MTV videos and gay men Action candidates.

It also reminds me of a Cult of the Dead Cow essay from the ’90s, “Pantslessness”.

I feel kinda bad, because I don’t actually know the names of many of our Senate candidates.

Whoops.

Chris didn’t know I had a blog.

See, liveblogging is not actually much more interesting than reality.

Will Foster is here in a pink Nina shirt. That’s because he has a vagina.

He said he’s OK with me saying that. I think he misheard me, though.

Fall 2006 elections, take 1.

There are about half a dozen Alligator reporters liveblogging tonight. I wanted to show that they have no monopoly on liveblogging. Since this is supremely boring, I can liveblog too. At least one or two posts, before something fun starts happening.

I’ll make up rumors about the reporters.