Seventy-two hours remaining to "E Day" . . . more or less.

It's looking like a high stakes, poker tour. Obama is sitting at the table, with all the chips, playing the same "game" he's been playing for nearly two years. Cool, steady, consistant play.

McCain is down to his last ante, running out of chips and losing his cool. He's erratic. He's bluffing and playing weird, impetuous bets. He's lost his cool. He's off message. His game has gone to hell.

"I'm gonna get lucky!"

That's not poker. That's a crap-shoot. McCain's been shooting craps since he got here. Problem is, he's sitting at the poker table.

-- And guess who's holding the winning cards?

Obama 340 to 350 electoral votes. That leaves McCain with 188 or 198. Arizona is in contention.

Ya gotta know when to hold 'em.
Know when to fold 'em.
Know when to walk away,
Know when to run.

You don't be countin' yer money,
While your sittin' at the table.
They'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's votin's done."

I'm thinking this got booted. And I'm thinking my Creative Writing mentors would be heartbroken.

Google: "extended metaphor."