It's official

Yes, I'm now officially a South Dakotan. I was forced to get a driver's license today in order to be able to vote on several key issues Nov. 7 – abortion and gay marriage being the most crucial ones. I'll also vote for governor, but there's really no point since there hasn't been a Democratic governor in this state since the 70s – and there hasn't been a Democratic-controlled Legislature since the frickin' Great Depression.

That fact is just one of many reasons why I was loath to give up my Minnesota driver's license. There actually are a whole litany of reasons why I hate the state of South Dakota, but it would take me days to articulate them all. I try to forget about it since I do enjoy living in Sioux Falls – if only it wasn't part of the hellhole that is South Dakota.

But the corrupt GOP political machine that controls every facet of government here didn't want to let me vote the first time I attempted to register because I didn't have a South Dakota driver's license. When I produced my Minnesota license and my vehicle registration (which has my South Dakota address on it and proves that I live here), the woman at the auditor's office immediately said, "Oh, we don't do things like they do in Minnesota. You have to have a South Dakota driver's license." She went on to say something like, "They just let anyone vote over there."

I guess that's the problem with Minnesota – the nerve of those bastards, just letting everybody who wants to vote do so, including Democrats.

Basically, I jumped through a bunch of hooops, went down to the DMV, got a stupid driver's license and registered to vote. That brings the number of Democrats in South Dakota to an even 10. We're gaining momentum now, I can feel it.

I'll stop ranting about South Dakota now.