My friend Jennifer and I started this version of “Anywhere But Here” way back more than a year ago, during the darkest days of the Bush junta, when it looked like anyone challenging him would be a sacrificial lamb. It cheered us up, and as blogtopia (tm Skippy) is in perpetual need of cheering up as we count down the days until the election, I thought I’d share it with you.

The setup: It’s election night, 2004. It’s around 11 p.m., and the networks have just called the election for Kerry. Answer the following questions:

Where are you?

What are you wearing?

What are you drinking?

What’s on the jukebox?

My answers:

The dark smoky marble-topped bar near my house with the jazz singers.

All black and the highest pair of heels you’ve ever seen in all your livin’ life.

The oldest scotch the place can scrounge

Ellla Fitzgerald singing “I get a kick out of you” to Louie Armstrong.

Gimme yours, First Drafters.

A.