(I thought I'd get some use out of that song again.)
I got to worrying about my polling station early: while I knew the location I also knew they had sent out postcard-style voter identification cards and I had thought for certain it was in this mix of papers I keep between my bed lamp and my Galilean Thermometer, alongside random other things like the Borders membership card I don't use (I use a business card with my number on it) and quite a few postcards. It wasn't there. I tried to figure where if anywhere I had seen it last, and whether I might use my battery of identity-proving documents to vote anyway. And then I remembered I might have had a similar problem last year. It turns out I lost my card before last year's election too, and they didn't look for it then either, and so my Livejournal habit of writing the frightfully dull details of my life left me go to sleep without worrying about this. It still leaves the question why they sent out voter identification cards, particularly when the cards didn't contain any identifying features like a signature, photograph, or even height or weight.
I did go to the polling place before my Extruded Office Product. I didn't have a long line, although I got there barely ten minutes after the polling place opened, possibly because this is a retirement community and about half the community lives in Florida this time of year or sleeps in except for my parents. Strangely, I didn't enjoy any anomalies while voting except for discovering belatedly that the tiny dot-matrix panel at the base of the voting machine printed out stuff to the effect of ``
PRESIDENTIAL ELECTORS FOR:'' and my choice. Also I wondered about the choice of a two-row, thirteen-column alphabetical-order grid for typing in write-in votes rather than, you know, a keyboard like anyone else anywhere uses. But nothing catastrophic seems to have gone strange.
At ``work'' I ended up spending maybe too much of the day reading for election news, and the thing fascinating me most came from a BBC News ``Live Talk'' blog, that ``According to the Federal Election Commission, the Obama camp spent $2,500 on Dunkin' Donuts by 15 October. The McCain team spent a comparatively svelte $1,010. Still, that's a lot of calories.'' They don't say what the starting date for that expense was. Further Obama's campaign had spent $900 and McCain's $550 on Domino's Pizza. That may sound like a lot of money, but it's only what it takes to clothe Sarah Palin for two days.
Later amusements: my mother noted that I got in to vote before she did, as the poll worker looking her name up in the Great Big Book Of Everyname With Everyname Inside mentioned that a tall man with the same last name had just been in. She warned the poll worker that another tall man with the same last name would be in too. My father reported he had a similar conversation with the worker. The poll workers didn't say a thing to me.
Trivia: 2,074 of the 2,140 voters in Boulder City, then the housing township for workers on the Hoover Dam, cast ballots in the 1932 election; of them, 1,620 were for Roosevelt. Source: Hoover Dam, Joseph E Stevens.
Currently Reading: To Rule The Waves: How The British Navy Shaped The Modern World, Arthur Herman.