Waiting for the miracle

Lisa and I voted at about 4:30 pm. There was no line at our polling place, but the Scantron indicated that I was ballot # 1067 for the day. Now we’re sitting (after cooking dinner: chicken filets sautéed in lemon, butter and parsley (a la Siena) and risotto with prosciutto and peas, with a French Chardonnay—sue me) watching the election returns and waiting for the miracle.

(Incidentally, that would be my addition to the election mix tapes that are floating around.)

Shout out to Fury for putting Fury’s money and time where Fury’s mouth is (ah, the challenges of pronouns for an anonymous blog!).

Note: even voters in blue states have trouble voting. See George’s abbreviated story.