*musQrat and i took a lovely walk to our polling place through our hilltop neighborhood. the weather in san francisco today - as in MUCH of the country - is GORGEOUS! and we arrived at our location, the garage of a homosexual neighbor, to find no line and friendly volunteers.
in addition to the important presidential election we had a number of local and state issues to vote on... prop. 8 seeking to ban gay marriage, prop H for clean energy, prop. K to decriminalize prostitution.
we went in prepared and left feeling excited and satisfied.
HOWEVER, on our way to vote we accidentally stumbled into another garage polling place - not ours. there we encountered...
- a grumbling lesbian didn't want to leave her ballot without it being tabulated in her presence. she made a minor scene but left once she realized there was nothing she could do.
- an older white gentleman in a ralph lauren button down and slacks was telling everyone how you can get away with voting twice - once at your local polling place and once at city hall.
the volunteers were adamant that all sorts of precautions against that brand of fraud were in place. "you have alot of trust in this system!," he said sarcastically.
- the frauline of frump who helped us find our way to the correct garage but insisted on taking a bite of her bagel w/ schmear whenever she was ready to speak to us. i think she even had cream cheese in her stringy hair.
like i said... our proper location was much more civilized. GO OBAMA!!!