Good day, wouldn’t you say? Especially when you realize, as your co-Missourian Shark-Fu reminds us, that a hundred years ago, my sweetie would have had to go alone.
My grandmother got the right to vote in her lifetime. That puts me only two generations away from not having the right at all. Isn’t that creepy to think about?
I thought that maybe my electronic ballot at 8 am yesterday would stop the phone calls from electronic politicians. Nope. Had five messages on the machine when I got home, plus a phone call at 6:40 pm to let me know I had 20 minutes left to vote.
p.s. Are people with petitions for other issues/ammendments allowed to solicit signatures at polling places? For some reason that doesn’t sound like it should be ok. There were four at my poll.
November 7th, 2006 at 1:20 pm
Done. And my vote is probably already counted because I did it electronically.
Go amendment 2!
November 7th, 2006 at 1:38 pm
Alarm Clock at 6 AM CHECK
Kids to daycare at 7:50 AM CHECK
In the voting booth at 8:07 AM CHECK
November 7th, 2006 at 1:56 pm
I was actually relieved to find a paper ballot at my booth. So simple and less-fuckupable…I hope.
November 7th, 2006 at 2:17 pm
done and done.
November 7th, 2006 at 4:04 pm
Voted! Car covered in bumper stickers, lawn covered in signs, voicemail full of messages telling me to vote… check, check, CHECK!
November 7th, 2006 at 4:17 pm
We had paper ballots, too, and they had ovals to fill in using black markers. It was fun! Voting AND coloring! Whee! And no hanging chads.
Then we fed them into a creepy machine that was making a high-pitched whiny noise at all times. I don’t know what happened to them after that.
I wore my commie pinko peacenik T-shirt just to annoy any horrible Republicans who might see me. We were loud and raucous and giddy in a dorky, intellectual and decidedly liberal way at our polling place and then all over a local café. Then my sweetie went to work.
Good day, wouldn’t you say? Especially when you realize, as your co-Missourian Shark-Fu reminds us, that a hundred years ago, my sweetie would have had to go alone.
My grandmother got the right to vote in her lifetime. That puts me only two generations away from not having the right at all. Isn’t that creepy to think about?
November 8th, 2006 at 8:45 am
I thought that maybe my electronic ballot at 8 am yesterday would stop the phone calls from electronic politicians. Nope. Had five messages on the machine when I got home, plus a phone call at 6:40 pm to let me know I had 20 minutes left to vote.
p.s. Are people with petitions for other issues/ammendments allowed to solicit signatures at polling places? For some reason that doesn’t sound like it should be ok. There were four at my poll.