Errybody get your vote on.

We all matter on election day.

So, historical day. Nov 4th. All that stuff. Everybody has heard all of this for the past 6 months anyway, but here is my obligatory election day post.

I voted at the Jew school right down the street. Everyone was really nice, and the lady checking people in was eating a sugar donut and counting weird things. I was the 7th person of the day to bring my own pen, the girl before me was the 13th left handed person of the day, and this lady was the 1st person I’d ever seen not finish a sugar twisty donut. I guess all the counting made her forget how good they are.

So I got to my booth, for some reason they sent me to the handicapped one. It was really hard to use because I’m tall and the booth is made for an averaged sized wheelchair person, 2ft. Well more like zero feet I guess. But that is of little importance here. Everyone’s vote counts the same.

So anyway, I’m towering over this booth and punching in my votes; Obama, Build Trains, Kill Babies, Ruin Kids With Gay Marriage, etc. And even though I’m doing it right, I’m really worried, and pretty confident, that all of my votes are like being counted for the wrong thing. How do I know that the holes provided are lined up right, or that the ink pen is marking well enough. Or maybe that my ballot is like irregular and just voting Sarah Palin for everything. Which would be fine if this were either a beauty contest or a dumbest piece of shit alive competition, but it’s not. Dis dat ‘lection foo.

It’s really kind of unnerving. Of all the things I do in life, this is really the only thing that matters. It’s not that I’m a super serious political voice but I don’t really do anything that has consequence or that effects anything. I’m basically a worthless pile of clothes and fat that sits on the couch all day. My DVR selections for example, don’t really weigh in compared to the decisions made today.

All in all though, It went well, my vote is cast, and it really did feel pretty good. Something powerful in knowing that everyone counts exactly the same on this day, and that my say is just as important as anyone’s. So take that Dad!

So I’m just saying VOTE. OR. DIE. Haha Just kidding, DIE.

~ by Ryan Rosenberg on November 5, 2008.