Possibly the best day for the nation since November 4th, 1980.
I live in Washington, so I can’t actually vote today because we’re only allowed to mail-in our ballots. Sure, there are a sparse few locations throughout the state where you can actually vote in person, but they really don’t encourage that anywhere that I’ve seen.
So I put my ballot in the ballot drop-box outside the Pierce County elections center on Friday. I didn’t put it in the mail. I didn’t put it in some random ballot drop-box placed somewhere in the hinterlands. I’ve looked into the County website and got proof that they have received my ballot. Unfortunately, I have no way to know if they have actually counted my votes, mind you, because if there is on thing the state government learned in 2004 it is that it is not who votes, but who counts the votes.
So I hoping my ballot looks like the ones in the picture at the top of this article right about now and that my vote for Mr. Gary Johnson and company gets counted. There is not a chance in hell that Romney is going to win Washington, so I’m hoping that the Libertarian Party can get enough votes to get some footing in the next election.
I’m going to be running around today and getting home by 1630 to watch the beginning of the returns. It’s tacos and beers night around these parts and I’m hoping to enjoy every minute of it.
And that is because I’m a loving and caring individual and I know and you know that it has been a long four years for the professional protesters, what with a Democrat in office and all.
