Election Day means voting. Voting where I live means going up the road a few miles to a church and - well voting. At least for the last 36 years that's what it meant. Well sometimes the ladies running the voting place had cookies and coffee that we voters could sample. Probably illegal today. Voting was not the same today. Polls open at 6:30 AM, I was there at 6:40 AM, and was number 57. 37 years ago I don't think there were 57 registered voters in our area. Overheard one of the older ladies say "we're not in Kansas anymore". One hour and twenty minutes later I got to vote. Wow was I glad this was over.
Went home to make some cabinets and maybe if not too tired, do some carving. Worked on the cabinets for 3 hours and went to carve a bit. Where I carve is next to my computer and the telephone. Was putting some finishing touches on a Santa ornament when the telephone rang. I must have been really into the carving, because the ringing telephone startled me to the point where I must have jumped or flinched. The next thing I knew I had the point of a V tool stuck in the palm of my hand. I pulled it out and noticed the lack of blood. Oh! I am gettin ahead of myself. It was John McCain on the phone. Another damn political telephone call. I thought we were through with this stuff. My wife yelled whos on the phone? I said, "John McCain, but I cut myself, and I'm not bleeding". To that she said, "you're probably out of blood". I muttered, "yeah, the blood suckin politicians got it all, and now they want more". I am really tired of all this political and election stuff. But I voted today. I did my part. Now that it's over, I can relax and watch TV tonight.