The Spouse and I decided to vote early, because our actual polling place is always stuffed to the exposed ductwork on election day. (I know, it's an off year, but - given my neighborhood, it would be near-suicidal for a large portion of the area not to vote this time. It looked like it was at its usual level of crowdedness when we drove past earlier.) It turns out that there's an early voting location in a branch library not too far from the school. We went by on Friday, the last day for early voting, and it was far from empty but not crowded either.
Today, I stuck my head in to DD's room at 5:40. He was still there, sort of shuffling around papers and deciding which stacks to take home. I asked "Hmm, not running out of here to go vote?" He jumped, almost a "ohmigod, I forgot to vote!" moment. (Turns out he had just lost track of time, not forgotten about voting, but it was still a priceless look.)
There are nine constitutional amendments on the ballot. Nine. And they're all stupid. Only one of them is even reasonable, dammit (the reverse-mortgage one). One of the stepping stones to Guitar Boy's or
memeslayer's ascent to World Domination had better be a Texas Constitutional Convention, because this document is Royally Fucked Up.
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In other news, while I'm not happy that my tricksy little stomach (well, it's nowise little, but . . .) was giving me enough hell today to keep me from having dinner with the Spouse and MIL, I am pleased to discover that I have a pan in which it is possible to cook a perfectly edible fried egg over easy in almost no detectible grease. (Then I blew it by buttering the toast, but that doesn't seem to be bothering me yet.) A fried egg sandwich is edible for me when little else is.
Today, I stuck my head in to DD's room at 5:40. He was still there, sort of shuffling around papers and deciding which stacks to take home. I asked "Hmm, not running out of here to go vote?" He jumped, almost a "ohmigod, I forgot to vote!" moment. (Turns out he had just lost track of time, not forgotten about voting, but it was still a priceless look.)
There are nine constitutional amendments on the ballot. Nine. And they're all stupid. Only one of them is even reasonable, dammit (the reverse-mortgage one). One of the stepping stones to Guitar Boy's or
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In other news, while I'm not happy that my tricksy little stomach (well, it's nowise little, but . . .) was giving me enough hell today to keep me from having dinner with the Spouse and MIL, I am pleased to discover that I have a pan in which it is possible to cook a perfectly edible fried egg over easy in almost no detectible grease. (Then I blew it by buttering the toast, but that doesn't seem to be bothering me yet.) A fried egg sandwich is edible for me when little else is.
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Date: 2005-11-09 02:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-09 03:01 am (UTC)That one was merely a proposition I disagree with. The other eight are stupid in addition to being bad ideas. (At least six of them are poorly written, and at least two of them are direct responses to something the Texas courts are in the slow but steady process of solving already.)
I suppose it's sad when it's a relief to see something that's merely a bad idea on the ballot . . .
well it was easy.
Date: 2005-11-09 02:16 am (UTC)how do these people even get some of these dumbass props all the way to where we have to vote on them?
Re: well it was easy.
Date: 2005-11-09 03:04 am (UTC)That the one about eliminating discrepancies in a particular set of poorly surveyed plots actually managed to get put on the ballot is particularly amusing. (In a sad sort of way, I mean.)
Re: well it was easy.
Date: 2005-11-09 03:14 am (UTC)Thanks!
Re: well it was easy.
Date: 2005-11-10 09:07 am (UTC)Re: well it was easy.
Date: 2005-11-11 01:18 am (UTC)