What happens when the phone wakes you up at 4:30 a.m., you have to be at work by 5:30, and you'll be on a train until at least 6 p.m., at which point you might possibly be more than 2 hours away from your polling place? You start feeling a little disenfranchised, and you'll kinda wish you had filled out an absentee ballot. And all I'm saying is that anyone who's on the line for the 0600 Minntac had better stand back from the track, because that train will be flying to get its conductor back home in time to vote.
I get to do a little minor journalism today, visiting a couple poll places and writing a couple blurbs. It's a beautiful day in the state that always posts the highest turnout; many people are predicting turnout of more than 90 percent. I love Election Day, and this year I love it a little more than usual.