Ah -- sweet, sweet victory. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. One, two, three, four-more-years, five, sixty-six, seventy-two, eight, nine, and zero. And, just because I love thee so much, eleven-to-one. (Actually only four-to-one, but it flows better this way.)
Update 041103 4:17pm
JT says that I should acknowledge it wasn't the landslide I predicted... alas! Twelve.