After all of that, I wrote in Rosalind Kurita and COULD NOT push the CAST BALLOT button. I thought about it, thought of the Senate, got madder and madder, and then cancelled it. Howard Dean will be happy with me, and most of my friends did the same thing, but I'm not real happy with me. I caved. Yes, I voted for Junior.Smiley has voting memories (they sort of remind me of my own in an odd way.)
So anyway, Mom always took me into the voting booth with her and I remember the rush of civic grownup pride I got hearing that half curtain whoosh shut behind us and how cool it was to pull the big lever that locked in your votes. In retrospect, it really was like pulling the handle on a slot machine. On the other hand, Mom taking me into the ladies room stall with her...not so cool.And dang it all, if this isn't interesting from John Harvey. You better read the whole thing.
I got a call from a guy a few minutes ago who said he went to vote at the downtown precinct at the firestation on Jackson Ave, just east of Third street and was offered a job.And finally, Roberta keeps everyone up to date over at Blue Collar Republicans.
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