Tuesday,
March 9, 2004
I Voted -- Did You?
Today
is the Texas primary, so I went to my polling place, which was practically deserted.
When I approached the Democratic table, all five volunteers looked up and BEAMED
at me.
"You're a Democrat?" one of the election judges asked hopefully.
"Damn straight," I replied, which earned me a grin.
So I took my little plastic electronic voting card, went up to the stage where the machines were arrayed (and noticed that the Democrat and Republican machines were separated in an interesting fashion -- the GOP machines were lined across the back of the stage, and the Dem machines were lined along the left side. Heh). Decided to vote for Dean in the presidential primary (might as well -- Kerry's got a lock on the nom, but I'm going to vote for who I really wanted) and the other Dem nominees, made my selections on the two state constitution issues, and turned in the voting card.
They they invited me to come back tonight for the precinct elections and nominate delegates, which I would've done if I hadn't been so damn sleepy (it now turns out that the senate district convention coincides with Aggiecon, so I wouldn't have been able to go anyway). All in all, I feel like a good citizen. A sleepy citizen, but a good citizen.
And why am I sleepy, you ask? Why, I'm sleepy because I was up until all hours working on the contract doc (and the FutureClassics wonder why I haven't submitted a story in the last two months). I finally got to bed around 4:00 AM, and had an extremely weird dream set in the near future where my company was contributing tech to some sort of device that goofed around with time and helped regenerate the ecosphere. When the device came online, it would destroy this special pressurized enclave where a sick man had to live -- if he left it, he would die. I remember feeling very upset and sad about this, although he seemed resigned to it.
Oh, and while all
of this was going on I was up for a screenwriting Oscar. My subconscious is
so weird. . .