Ironies......

ok, so....the collective we ambled on in to the post office this morning, expecting a long line and lots of to-do over a passport application......and to our surprise....there was no line whatsoever....and the entire process took less than 15 minutes.......go figure......and so i took our daughter to cross country practice....and went on out to the convention center to vote......and the chaos was exactly as predicted......swarms of people trying to get either in or out of the parking lot, swarms trying to get in or out of the building itself, past the people from food lion and rumi passing out valuable offers......and into the center itself, partitioned so as for the swarms to think they were the only swarms on the premises.......it was enough to make me want to move to lancaster rd....which had no line at all to speak of..i earlier enjoyed this piece at slate .com about hosting neighborhhod voters in your own home as a poling option....and the topic on the lips of the gentleman ahead of me was the same as on the couple's behind me....just how do you spell that write-in woman's name?....and as i was waiting in line i was approached by the woman who bought the house on gwinn island road next tot he horse farm who is rumored to be thinking about cutting down the cedar trees in her yard......turns out i know her from when the local alumnae were involved with the belated chi omega chapter at centre......and turns out she is only thinking of taking out the cedars in the back yard...not the ones in front she called 'lovely'...and she wants to have a potluck to get to know all of us old-timers in the environs.......which brings me to my last irony.....the lines were long because one couldn't pull the straight ticket lever if one wanted to do the write-in....one had to go through every individual race to get to the critical clerk write-in slot......i was courageously using the 'new' machine, which required dialing in the name letter by letter......oy!....i spent an hour from beginning to end......which brings me to the second topic on my voting neighbor's minds.....what if this had been a presidential election......would we have been here all day?...should we have brought portable stools?......provisions?.......i didn't speak to a single person who supported this mass voting precinct.....and hopefully the lone republican i voted for in this midterm election can bring the old precincts back.......sometimes change isn't making things new....it is throwing the racals out so you can have things the way they were.......