Or more accurately, P-P Day.
That's right, it's the moment we've all been waiting for: the Pennsylvania Primary takes place today. By eight o'clock tonight we should know who's going to get the Democratic nomination.
No, wait, that's not right. By eight o'clock tonight we'll probably know pretty much what we know now. Barring a realignment of the planets Hillary Clinton will still be at best just scraping by, and Barack "I'm-Not-An-Elitist-But-I-Play-One-On TV" Obama will still be ahead. And Hillary and her minions will stop making little squeaky noises about an Obama-Clinton ticket and start roaring about it.
DIH has to say the Obama-Clinton bickering has not only been entertaining, but world-changing. Who could possibly have imagined, a year ago, that John McCain might actually start looking kind of attractive? Compared to the Hl-Bar show McCain looks like a- a- I don't know what. A gentleman. A class act. A doll. It's like we've entered an alternative universe.
Watch out for four horsemen, America. And fire up the popcorn machine. It should be an interesting night.