You can’t even make this kind of stuff up.
If, for some reason, you don’t want to meet the President before he accepts the nomination … if you don’t want to sit up front with the First Lady while President Obama takes the stage … if you don’t want VIP tickets to all three days of the convention, airfare and hotel covered for you and a guest …
Then enter (before midnight) for the awesome confetti.
Yes. The awesome confetti. The mind-bending awesomeness that is tiny pieces of paper succumbing to gravity makes up for high unemployment, a rampaging, job-killing EPA, the Death Star that is ObamaCare, and the president’s transparent dishonesty.