Tuesday, November 02, 2004
Done Deal and now....
...it's time to burn candles...multiple candles...and hope that the God of Thought (is that Pensitivoros?) has visited the Undecided last night in their sleep. Me? Came early to the polling station at one of the local churches. About 20 of us in line. Gorgeous morning. A little nippy, but the sun was shining. No one speaking. Perhaps feeling the enormity of this particular election? Perhaps not enough of a caffeine punch in their cup? Line moved at a continuous clip. Got out in 15 minutes. Folks that had come just at seven or shortly after were now looking to be finished in 45 minutes or more. The line was at least 200 folks long. A good indication.
I'm at work now. Philip Glass's Koyaanisqatsi is on the cd player, hoping this soundtrack is that of the departing administration. Haven't yet figured out what cd should be playing if there's a regime change. It's like naming your baby before she/he is born. Don't want to jinx the positive! Here's hoping for a different world, come early tomorrow morning.
Speaking of different worlds, what are other countries concerned with on this day? Taking a gander northwards, polling in Edmonton, Alberta is not so much concerned about the choice between Kerry and Bush, but rather the more pressing issue of bar capacity, and I'm not referring to the number of lawyers allowed to practice in one province. At www.canada.com, specifically the Edmonton site, it's noted that bars on Whyte Ave. ("Whyte" being the Canadian spelling of "Blanco") seem to have a reputation for filling up their patrons with assorted brews resulting in said drinkers consequently purging themselves on residential lawns in the general area. Not really white of them, eh? Certainly not the fertilizer those homeowners were hoping for.
Hopefully, as the election results start pouring in, we will not be forced into brotherhood with our fellow Edmontonians and alos be purging ourselves in sadness at the results. The only expectoration I hope to be conducting is the phlegm of the last 4 years.
Go Oilers!
...it's time to burn candles...multiple candles...and hope that the God of Thought (is that Pensitivoros?) has visited the Undecided last night in their sleep. Me? Came early to the polling station at one of the local churches. About 20 of us in line. Gorgeous morning. A little nippy, but the sun was shining. No one speaking. Perhaps feeling the enormity of this particular election? Perhaps not enough of a caffeine punch in their cup? Line moved at a continuous clip. Got out in 15 minutes. Folks that had come just at seven or shortly after were now looking to be finished in 45 minutes or more. The line was at least 200 folks long. A good indication.
I'm at work now. Philip Glass's Koyaanisqatsi is on the cd player, hoping this soundtrack is that of the departing administration. Haven't yet figured out what cd should be playing if there's a regime change. It's like naming your baby before she/he is born. Don't want to jinx the positive! Here's hoping for a different world, come early tomorrow morning.
Speaking of different worlds, what are other countries concerned with on this day? Taking a gander northwards, polling in Edmonton, Alberta is not so much concerned about the choice between Kerry and Bush, but rather the more pressing issue of bar capacity, and I'm not referring to the number of lawyers allowed to practice in one province. At www.canada.com, specifically the Edmonton site, it's noted that bars on Whyte Ave. ("Whyte" being the Canadian spelling of "Blanco") seem to have a reputation for filling up their patrons with assorted brews resulting in said drinkers consequently purging themselves on residential lawns in the general area. Not really white of them, eh? Certainly not the fertilizer those homeowners were hoping for.
Hopefully, as the election results start pouring in, we will not be forced into brotherhood with our fellow Edmontonians and alos be purging ourselves in sadness at the results. The only expectoration I hope to be conducting is the phlegm of the last 4 years.
Go Oilers!
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