Go early tomorrow and . . .
VOTE!
That was for everybody.
Minneapolis readers: Wonder which “Soil and water supervisor Seat 3” you should give your vote to this year?
Check out the StarTribune’s “My Vote” site: entering your address will give you your polling location and a sample ballot — so you can research all the ins and outs of the less-contested seats. Check it out here.
The Word on the Street
My friend Angela and I went canvassing for Obama today in NE Minneapolis.
You may have encountered this from the other side of the door; somebody rings your bell on a Sunday while you’re trying to enjoy the ballgame, a guy standing there with three political buttons and a stack of papers, and asks you to vote his way. Today, that was me.
I got a lot of unanswered knocks, which is usual for this sort of thing. I got a lot of dismissive waves and “not interested”s, which is not unusual, although I didn’t think I was selling anything . . .
chomp, chomp
Congrats Gator alums, we made the New York Times.
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/02/education/edlife/alcohol.html?hp
Let’s see, is there a way you could reduce the value of my MFA degree a little bit more? Oh yes, have it be granted by the “#1 party school in the country”….
Suburban Epiphanies
One of the advantages of living in the Jersey suburbs with your sixty-three year old retired father is that you get to perform all manner of menial tasks in a futile attempt to mitigate his desire to prevent idle hands from lingering about. (Itβs worth pointing out that my Internet traffic in recent weeks undoubtedly proves just how Sisyphean his task really is.) Yesterday it was shampooing urine stains left by my now deceased geriatric dog out of the carpet in our living room. Today it was blowing the leaves on my front lawn as my uber-conservative neighbor pounded cold . . .