The night Obama won someone put a flag on me like a cape. I didn't even really remember until two days later when my friend Sean told me about it. Then when I went into my camera bag my camera was wrapped with the American flag I'd forgotten about. I don't know who put it on me. Somewhere along the line it became a little blanky for Lance.
One morning at ten a.m. I was awoken by a stumbling Lance and he kept repeating the same sentence every minute. He told me he'd met the fattest, ugliest, most beautiful girl he'd ever seen and that he was in love!!!
I took it upon myself to get a flag photo shoot before he put a cap on the long night.