What a great day to vote! It’s been raining for days here in California and it just stopped, abruptly, this morning, just in time for people to go to the polls without their umbrellas. Apparently, the League of Women Voters was put in charge of today’s weather by whoever runs that kind of thing.
I was in Oakland all day, at the courthouse downtown, where — in a tsunami of service to my country — I had jury duty. In the cafe I went to for breakfast you could just hear how excited people were. It’s a great day to be an American. A great day. (And no, they didn’t want me to be on the jury. All you have to do is say this sentence: “I’m a lawyer and I work for a judge” and you suddenly become The Woman No One Wants on Their Jury. Go figure. You’d think they’d look at me and think, “Well, at least she’d understand the law when I tell it to her.”)
Then I headed over to the library and handed in my absentee ballot. I never did mail it in — I guess I wanted to get my “I voted” sticker. They gave me two, because when I got there, the crowds had already come & gone and they had a lot of extras.
Did you vote? Was it a happy experience?