Tomorrow! I Go Forth And Cast My Ballot Into the Barrel

Tomorrow! I go forth and cast my ballot into the barrel, as if democracy actually worked, yet knowing the outcome already and it won't be he for whom I will vote.

But it makes me feel all warm and patrioticalish for a moment, anyway, interacting with the nice ladies who run things.

Then I'll need to re-read the happiness thread....

Time for me to go home where I can remove the pants and fill the mug. If I come back, say hello. If I don't, don't say hello.