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We interrupt scheduled programming for breaking news from the guy that used to write this blog:

My stepfather called me moments ago and said, "I think something is wrong with your father."

If it had been anyone else on the other end of the phone I may have been worried. My stepdad is a bit of a kidder so I played along.

"Why is that?" I asked.

"I woke up this morning and turned on the TV," he continued, "and I saw your dad wearing a suit, which made me suspicious."

In all fairness my dad wears suits pretty often, which is unfortunate since he lives in Arizona, home of the heat.

"Suspicious of what?" I asked. That's how I play along. My mom says I encourage him.

"He was in a commercial for..."

I knew what he was going to say. He was going to say McCain. I was sure of it.

My father is the mayor of a small American city. He is a member of the GOP. He knows John McCain and despite possessing an above average amount of common sense he still supports him. I braced myself.

My stepdad continued, "... a democrat for Congress."

I thought he was full of crap, but he was right. The ad is below, brace yourself:

Stuff like this gives me Hope. Well done, Dad!