Election Day
by The Panda Man · 11/07/2006 10:42 amIt was a boastful, vote-buying, passionate, propositioning, whispering, flu-inoculating, masculine, fish frying kind of campaign season. Now it all comes down to the ballot box.
Have you done your civic duty?
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Getting off work at 4:00. I am hopeful that there will be a very long line in at UHCR.
Another First!!
I am walking across the street to vote here in a minute
Yes, I voted early. I didn’t have to be bought, I was convinced on “ideas, plan and principles”. I didn’t want to be bought into a “losing” situation which the Democrats offered. Short term gratifiation for long term misery is not the answer and that is what I would have gotten from the Democrats.
I early voted. Can I vote twice for my now deceased mother-in-law (may she rest in peace)? I thought it was perfectly OK for dead people to vote in certain circles.
If you don’t vote — don’t complain.
Go Kinky!
My daughter voted for the first time today. She said it was quite exciting. When she finds a guy worth dating, he will be very lucky. If voting excites her so much, she will probably be a very cheap date!
Everyone should vote. Illegal or not.
Why shouldn’t the illegals get to vote. They need to have someone to represent them. To provide for them on the taxpayer’s “dime”. Fortunately for us, taxpayers, it doesn’t quite work that way—yet!!! If the illegals want to vote, why don’t they go back to their country of origin and vote those corrupt people out instead of coming here and voting those corrupt people in.
I’m not dead and I want my cupons to Phat Ho’s chicken and ribs!!
Stomer
Your website is da bomb! Think I’ll email the link to my “representatives.”
Voted early. I only hope that the republicans that are re-elected get the message of dissatisfaction of their base. The ones that are thrown out on their ears definitely will.
I voted this morning!
And I agree with #5, if you didn’t vote, you can’t say a word tomorrow.
Just done voting!
Twice!
Each time machine thanked me for doing my civic duty.
Each time I responded ‘No problem”.
Neocon, Thanks
I tried to get in a question on the “teleconference town hall meeting” that Mike McCaul had last night. But, the call ended before I got on to ask
In case others did not get any such call, it was a very interesting use of technology. According to McCaul (my U.S. Congressman), there were almost 6500 people on the phone and each had an opportunity to ask questions (you just had to press # to get in the queue). There were a few questions from Tomball and a lot from Austin.
Had a good plan and voted last Tuesday, Oct.31
1. Vote early and avoid the crowd.
2. Go to a movie after voting to avoid the hords of little monsters and teenage hoodlems that seem to get bussed in to the neighborhood every Halloween.
3. Took Mrs. HF to see Flags of Our Father’s. No screamin kids or rude teens with cell phones, (all out trickin & treatin), to disrupt the story of real American Heros.
Succesfully avoided 3 crowds at once. Who says us hillbillies is dumb.
Let’s Get Kinky!!!
I dooed it last monday! I voted fer kooky, then went and had ice cream where they mix all those good ole toppins on a block of marble
GO KOOKY all the way to the gov mansion!
I got the following emai from my sweetey:
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When I went to the polls to vote today at Harris County Precinct 744, I was greeted by three poll workers who were quite obviously more comfortable speaking Spanish than English; in fact, English appeared to be a bit of a struggle for the trio. Normally our polling place is manned by citizens from our precinct ranging in age from young adults to senior citizens. I’m not sure what happened here, nor could I ascertain whether the folks working the polls today were neighbors. None of the people who have worked the polls in the last 8 years or so were working today. Those who were working appeared to have difficulty looking up names in alphabetical order. They spoke to one another only in Spanish and spoke English only when they had to speak to voters, and this not too well, I might add. They directed voters to vote on certain machines. When they were confronted by a former precinct judge who told them they could not specify which machine a given voter had to go to, the lady in charge seemed confused.
I do not have very much confidence that my votes will be counted. There were likely many “irregularities.”
We live in Clear Lake.
Jaime,
If were me, I would be on the phone pronto with Beverly Kaufman, County Clerk. Seems like something fishy is going on there.
Got this in an email a few days ago . . . lots of truth in this:
While walking down the street one day, a senator is tragically hit by a truck and killed. His soul arrives in Heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
“Welcome to Heaven,” says St. Peter. “Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we’re not sure what to do with you.”
“No problem, just let me in,” says the senator.
“Well, I’d like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we’ll do is have you spend one day in Hell and one in Heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.” “There’s no need! I want to be in Heaven,” says the senator. “I’m sorry, but we have our rules.” And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator, the doors open, and he rides the elevator down, down, down.
When the doors open again, the senator finds himself in the middle of a beautiful green golf course. In the distance is a club, and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in formal dress. They run to greet him, and they reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster and caviar.
Also present is the Devil, who is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that, before the senator realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a big hug and waves while the elevator rises. The elevator goes up, up, up, and the door reopens in Heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.
So 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by, and St. Peter returns.
“Well, you’ve spent a day in Hell and another in Heaven. Now, you must choose where you want to spend eternity.” He reflects for a minute and then answers, “Well, I would never would have thought it, I mean Heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better satisfied in Hell.”
So Saint Peter escorts him to the elevator, and down, down, down he goes into Hell. Now, the doors of the elevator open, and he is in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags. And it’s hot, hot, hot, and the odor is just horrible. Sweltering hot. Hot and miserable. The Devil comes over to him and smoothly lays his arm around his shoulder.
“I don’t understand,” stammers the senator. “The day before I was here, and there was a golf course and club, and we ate lobster and caviar and danced and had a great time. Now all there is is a wasteland full of garbage, and my friends look miserable.”
The Devil looks at the senator, smiles, and says, “Yesterday we were campaigning. Today you voted for us.”
I voted early, and took my 21 year old with me to cast her vote as well
I figure if you vote early, you should not have to hear the political add any more