Tuesday, November 07, 2006

i voted

i cannot think of anything to write about but i must push down that pic of daisy because it's starting to freak me out.

i voted today. experienced just a moment's test-taking anxiety when i saw a pen but no bubbles to fill in. a quick peak at the lady next to me (had to really strain to see around the side of her booth) to discover that i was to connect the lines. ah-ha!

anyhow, i like voting. volunteers at the polling stations deserve a big fat raise in my opionion. nicest people. ready with their rulers to locate your name and address. pass you right along to the guy handing out the ballots. real friendly.

now why can't they work at the post office? it seems everytime i enter the post office on shattuck the clerk behind the counter is reaching for the "this window closed" sign and disappearing into the dark back room. or there's some blind old bat (appologies to the blind, the old and bats) who can't decide between judy garland, snowflakes or superheroes. i just don't get the facination with stamps i guess. i mean you lick 'em, stick them on your phone bill and they're gone.

but you know i used to feel the same about checks. I'd always get the boring pale blue ones without any design, maybe a faint stage coach in the background, certainly no puppies or wildflowers. but you know, i gotta admit, i like my new checks with stripes and retro flower designs.

i'm looking at them right now. can't wait to fill in check number 2325.

anyhow, polling stations are very soothing, especially after an early morning fight about cat barf. (which i believe i won.)

in fact, i just might go vote again.

14 comments:

Olaf Vanderhoot said...

i always win cat barfs.

Wild Dingo said...

Us rednecks here in da glorious mountains had touch pad voting! you berzerkly folks are are all bassakwords. And if you really want to write a check, write one to me for $1,578,735.42.

Wild Dingo said...

oh and thank god the dingo only barfs water. she drinks a lot of water and if she gets too excited right after drinking, like "poppy" coming home from work, she'll be running around like a free electron, then stop but the water just comes right out of her mouth as if it didn't stop when she did... it's actually hillarious. and a rare occurance.

Velo Bella said...

we are so in the boonies that we didnt even have a polling place.

And who uses stamps and checks anymore?

Velo Bella said...

and emma hasnt barfed yet, but when she does, its Michael's fault.

X Bunny said...

how do you know if you won?

PAB said...

Emma hasn't barfed yet...that you know about, anyway...

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you know you won because you didn't have to clean it up, right?

Anonymous said...

my dog used to eat up her own barf a few minutes after barfing. very convenient i must say.

marscat! i met you at the last surf city. panda (bbelf) introduced us.

velogirl said...

julie eats her barf. she eats my barf too. and she's particularly fond of eating horse poop as well.

X Bunny said...

vg--you are scaring me

marscat said...

ov: doesn't it feel good?

wd: check is in the mail. get the dingo some therapy.

vb: linda kept saying "i smell barf." we discovered she'd been napping in it. she said we could "just sponge it off." she lost big time.

xb: i know.

pab is barf smart

lauren: gotta teach that too the kitties

vg: i feel a barf coming on.

velogirl said...

okay, I was kidding about my barf. I've never, ever barfed in my life. except in a cross race. or a tt. or those 4 years right after high school.

bbelf (a.k.a. panda) said...

Aah, cat barf...one of my proudest achievements was catching one of my cats with just enough time to run him into the bathroom and hold him over the toilet.

Ippoc Amic said...

you didn't win...it was just my time to do the laundry...

cat barf really ruins the atmosphere of a good nap...