We Voted
The doorbell rang during dinner last night. A skinny, middle aged, white guy in shorts and a funny cap stood a respectful distance from the open door. He was representing Your Vote Your Voice . He wanted to be certain that TBG and I (reading our full names off his phone) had received our mail in ballots and that we knew that yesterday was the last day to mail them in. Yes to everything, said I. Did he know where the nearest ballot drop off box was located? He fumbled with his phone for a while as I wondered why he wasn't prepared with that crucial information before he rang my bell. Eventually, I told him that I'd look it up myself, I thanked him for his efforts, and I went back in to finish my dinner. It was a valiant effort. It just didn't add much to my voting experience. The County Recorder's website is new and improved with a just-elected young woman running the show. It's flashy and happy and it took me waaaaaay lon...