Well, actually I voted about four hours ago.
I live in West Columbia, a blue collar suburb of the capitol, Columbia. I went to vote at my local elementary school.
All up and down the road by the school there must have been about 20 Ron Paul signs, and nothing else except one battered Fred sign. Standing in front of the school in the rain were a couple with a 3'x5' Ron Paul sign. Presumably they got there early and put up the other signs as well. Whoever that was - good work!
The voting machines are confusing, as described in this other thread:
After putting in my vote for the good doctor, I turned to the line, where a redneck family was sporting Huckabee buttons on the mom, the dad, and the five year old kid with the camo hat. I turned to the old ladies running the sign-in and asked somewhat loudly, "I saw the sign saying we can't have campaign literature at the polling place. Does that mean no t-shirts or buttons, either?"
She replied, "No, nothing with a candidate's name within 200 feet of the polling place."
"So no buttons or anything," I said, a bit louder, and looking the Huckabee dad in the eyes.
She confirmed again, I said thank you, and then walked out to him saying, "Wait, so what I'm doing is illegal?"
Of course he knew, but it was fun to embarrass him on it.
Everyone hope to have Fred knocked out today. With Nevada going so well, if Dr. Paul is a solid fourth, I'll be happy. If he beats Romney or Huck, I'll be ecstatic.
Get out there and vote, y'all.
- Chris
I live in West Columbia, a blue collar suburb of the capitol, Columbia. I went to vote at my local elementary school.
All up and down the road by the school there must have been about 20 Ron Paul signs, and nothing else except one battered Fred sign. Standing in front of the school in the rain were a couple with a 3'x5' Ron Paul sign. Presumably they got there early and put up the other signs as well. Whoever that was - good work!
The voting machines are confusing, as described in this other thread:
After I selected the candidate, it asked me to press "confirm" on the screen. The next screen also said to press "confirm," and had the same button, but there was also a red flashing "vote" button on the top of the machine (not on the touch screen). The poll worker said I needed to press the "vote" button, and when I did, the screen asking me to confirm went away and only showed instructions to the poll worker saying that the cartridge must be reinserted before the next voter. I took information design classes in college, and this was not good information design.
After putting in my vote for the good doctor, I turned to the line, where a redneck family was sporting Huckabee buttons on the mom, the dad, and the five year old kid with the camo hat. I turned to the old ladies running the sign-in and asked somewhat loudly, "I saw the sign saying we can't have campaign literature at the polling place. Does that mean no t-shirts or buttons, either?"
She replied, "No, nothing with a candidate's name within 200 feet of the polling place."
"So no buttons or anything," I said, a bit louder, and looking the Huckabee dad in the eyes.
She confirmed again, I said thank you, and then walked out to him saying, "Wait, so what I'm doing is illegal?"
Of course he knew, but it was fun to embarrass him on it.
Everyone hope to have Fred knocked out today. With Nevada going so well, if Dr. Paul is a solid fourth, I'll be happy. If he beats Romney or Huck, I'll be ecstatic.
Get out there and vote, y'all.
- Chris