I am exasperated. Housemate (and good friend)finally registered to vote this year (long story; he is paranoid about jury duty or whatever). Just came in my bedroom to chat about tomorrow and discuss various CA propositions and compare notes (I just finished my sample ballot). I was making a comment about how I can't wait until Obama is our president - that he is so inspiring and smart. Charlie then says "I am voting for him, but I am still not sure about him." I give him a "huh?" face. Seriously. Charlie says he doesn't know if Obama is "all that smart, really".
"Are you serious?" I asked, incredulous. Yes, he is. I say: "Um, Charlie, he taught Constitutional Law at a top college and was the president of the Harvard Law Review. The guy is seriously ridiculously smart."
Charlie: "I didn't know he taught Constitutional law or that about Harvard."
Me: "What??! That's like Obama 101!"
And at that point I lost it. Like what hell? How do you read the paper every day and not know this? He's been retired since January. Spends all day reading the paper and watching freaking talking heads on TV all day long. Fut the Whuck? Aaarrrrggggggggggggggggggh.
"I didn't know he taught Constitutional law or that about Harvard."
??????
Damn.
ION, I am off to vote in a few minutes. Thanks to DST ending, getting up at 5:20 am felt like a normal day.
"High in the lower 70s"? WTF?
Great voting weather! I was looking at the weather in various regions last night in my obsessing. Rainy in NC and VA.
DH is in the voting line now. He knew Obama went to Harvard. The lack of knowledge on the part of otherwise intelligent people always surprises me. You would think I would know better by now.
It's going to be a gorgeous day here today. I'm taking off from work a little early today, and will be going to vote at about 3pm my time.
Right now, I'm debating if I want to watch the election returns or not. I probably will, since I don't seem to be able to keep from checking the news all the freaking time as it is.
I got up a little early, so I guess I'll swing by my polling place and see if there's a line. I hope there is, and I have to go back after work! When there will definitely be more people, but I will have more time.
java, that's deeply boggling.
I need to go back to bed; I'm precinct walking from 8 to 8 today for both the Democratic party and No on 8, and I want to get in line at my polling place as close to 6:30 as possible. But I've been coughing and snotting with raging allergies, so I'm out here trying to spare Hec and Matilda the misery of listening to me all night.
Sadly, our car is still in the shop, so I can't do the giving-people-rides-to-the-polls thing I'd originally volunteered for; happily, my carlessness increases the chances they'll just have me precinct walk my own neighborhood. Which, also pleasingly, contains several Starbucks and is just a few blocks from a Ben & Jerry's.
I didn't do any election-day volunteer work in 1992, and the stress and craziness of the entire day (and heartbreak of the evening) was just Too Much. I'm out walking and knocking on doors all day, I'm
not
hovering over cnn.com and fivethirtyeight.com obsessively clicking refresh and driving myself mad, mad I tell you!
There was a line at my polling place this morning. It took me about 40 minutes to vote.
I'm not hovering over cnn.com and fivethirtyeight.com obsessively clicking refresh and driving myself mad, mad I tell you!
See, this? Is my plan. Only because they won't let us drink booze at work.
