Election Day
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Saturday election days are a legacy of populist Huey Long. By holding elections on Saturday the working person would have a much better chance of voting. I really like it. And the polls are open 14 hours--from 6 AM to 8 PM. You just don't have any excuse for failing to vote. Also, you can vote early at the Registrar's office if you won't be able to make it election day.
And when I go to vote I almost always run into someone I know, either at the registration table or "on the way." Today it was a poll commissioner I met before I went in. She's a friend from church. We spent all of her "break" chatting, and the end result is that she and her husband are really looking forward to tomorrow night's Saints game.
Incidentally, in Louisiana at least, you can't use a passport for identification.
Why?
Because the signature is not on the same page as the picture!!!! It's on the adjacent page facing the picture. I'll have to check my just-expired passport to see where the older ones had the signature.
Ye gads--a passport is about the ultimate in identification. Except, of course, if you want to vote.
This is something new--the last time I voted the passport was just fine with everybody.
After the voting thing I went to lunch and then relaxed at PJ's. And I managed to finish The Bone Garden by Tess Gerritsen. Very very good. It goes back and forth between present day and mid-18th century, with the main story line being in the latter. I definitely recommend it, unless you are squeamish about autopsy descriptions.
I'm hoping to wake up early enough tomorrow to get the grocery shopping done with early. The world won't end if I don't--there's enough critter food for several days.
When I came back home this afternoon Lady was on the top rail of the front fence. And a little ways down so was "Tom"--the neighbor's cat. They looked really cute on the fence. And when the girls began meowing for dinner (as I served it up) Tom joined in from the porch. When I took the food out there he zipped outside--but just long enough for me to get back inside the house.
And that's today's unremarkability.
And when I go to vote I almost always run into someone I know, either at the registration table or "on the way." Today it was a poll commissioner I met before I went in. She's a friend from church. We spent all of her "break" chatting, and the end result is that she and her husband are really looking forward to tomorrow night's Saints game.
Incidentally, in Louisiana at least, you can't use a passport for identification.
Why?
Because the signature is not on the same page as the picture!!!! It's on the adjacent page facing the picture. I'll have to check my just-expired passport to see where the older ones had the signature.
Ye gads--a passport is about the ultimate in identification. Except, of course, if you want to vote.
This is something new--the last time I voted the passport was just fine with everybody.
After the voting thing I went to lunch and then relaxed at PJ's. And I managed to finish The Bone Garden by Tess Gerritsen. Very very good. It goes back and forth between present day and mid-18th century, with the main story line being in the latter. I definitely recommend it, unless you are squeamish about autopsy descriptions.
I'm hoping to wake up early enough tomorrow to get the grocery shopping done with early. The world won't end if I don't--there's enough critter food for several days.
When I came back home this afternoon Lady was on the top rail of the front fence. And a little ways down so was "Tom"--the neighbor's cat. They looked really cute on the fence. And when the girls began meowing for dinner (as I served it up) Tom joined in from the porch. When I took the food out there he zipped outside--but just long enough for me to get back inside the house.
And that's today's unremarkability.
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