It is impossible to read any media, listen to any media or watch any media without being bombarded with stories about Obama Stuff. It’s frankly exhausting. I don’t remember anything in my lifetime that has rivaled this, with possible exception of the invention of the Hula Hoop or the appearance of the Beatles. In both instances, the country went positively nuts.

I was a young boy when the Hula Hoop dominated the media, and I was a teen-ager when the Beatles descended upon the U.S. I admit it. I was absolutely caught up in both.

Now that I’m all grown up, I know that the Hula Hoop was silly and the Beatles, despite their great music, were just four regular guys from Liverpool who were in the right place at the right time to enable them to catch the brass ring.

So now I’m faced with tomorrow – the Inauguration. On one hand, it marks a peaceful transfer of power, which is, or ought to be, the envy of the world. I’m proud of that. On the other hand, tomorrow is sort of like the Hula Hoop and the Beatles lunacy, except that what happens on the day after tomorrow is deadly serious, and it scares the shit out of me.

Sometimes it ain’t easy being a grownup.