Despite lunch, my mouth is dehydrated and the chemical aftertaste of the envelope glue still lingers. I received my real absentee ballot today (I've already sent my emergency back-up). I filled it out immediately and ran down to the post office. It should be received by my election office on November 2. This means that they will count this ballot and not the other. It was fun voting for all of the local officials. There are some real crazies. I pretty much voted down the Democrat line, except for one local judge position where I was forced to select either a Republican or nobody. So I checked out the candidates, ended up voting for the incumbent, as he had pretty good credentials and hadn't made any offensive decisions as far as I could tell. But really, I couldn't vote for the other candidate, a woman whose only appearance online is an article written by her about her "New York Adventure" when she and her husband spontaneously moved to New Haven, hated it after a week then went to Brooklyn, but knew that Western, New York with the Bills and "spacious backyards" was the place for them. That's it. No political talk. No talk about her work as a lawyer/judge. Someone needs to talk to this lady about what it is to run a political campaign. And spacious backyards? I'd take Prospect Park anyday.