Apologies from Montana...
Mighty considerate of ya, apologizin' an' all that. I won't hold it against you.
I did, though, just get back from the polls. I, Doggy Mommy (a.k.a. "Wicked Witch") and S.O.B (what else would you call the son of Doggy Mommy?) all just went to do our civic duty and help in tossing out the garbage. One person ahead of us in line for our precinct. The workers said the place was packed earlier.
When I got my card to activate the voting machine, I asked the guy "who do I call if I go in the booth and it already says 'Harry Reid'"? I think I caught him off guard, 'cause he asked me to repeat it. I thought I was loud enough the first time, but since he apparently didn't hear it I repeated it... louder. He then sheepishly pointed at another guy who was wearing an embarrassed grin as the one I should summon if Harry was pre-marked.
They still let me vote, though.
DD