Scott Seidman wrote:
Back in May, I was eating Vicodin like it was candy because of a painful
injury, but I didn't know how constipating it was.

Voting today felt like flushing the toilet after the resolution of that
nasty situation.

I got to the polling place right at 6 and went in the back
door of the church like I always have because the back door
is right across the street from my house. I stood around for
a few minutes watching the judges and poll workers trying to
get their act together before I noticed the front door was
locked and folks were lined up halfway down the street. Oops.
When they opened the doors I let the first two early arrivals
get in line ahead of me but I didn't feel "oops" enough to
go to all the way to the end of the line. Back home and walking
the puppy by 6:15.

This election, more than any other in my lifetime, represents
a sea change in American politics. I'm proud and honored to
have been able to cast a vote in this election.

--
Ken Fortenberry