the pale

SHORT TERM FORECASTNATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE WILMINGTON NC859 AM EST TUE NOV 4 2008NCZ087-096-099-100-SCZ017-023-024-032>034-041600-ROBESON-BLADEN-COLUMBUS-BRUNSWICK-MARLBORO-DARLINGTON-DILLON-FLORENCE-MARION-HORRY-INCLUDING THE CITIES OF...LUMBERTON...ELIZABETHTOWN...WHITEVILLE...LELAND...SHALLOTTE...BENNETTSVILLE...DARLINGTON...DILLON...FLORENCE...MARION...CONWAY...MYRTLE BEACH859 AM EST TUE NOV 4 2008.NOW...PATCHES OF DRIZZLE WILL CONTINUE THROUGH 11 AM...MAINLY FROM TABORCITY...NORTHWEST TO BENNETTSVILLE. A COUPLE HUNDREDTHS OF AN INCHOF ADDITIONAL RAINFALL IS POSSIBLE.
-http://forecast.weather.gov/wwamap/wwatxtget.php?cwa=rah&wwa=short%20term%20forecast

It's raining like the rain that makes farmers cry out loud, and hold their families close to them to pray. These people are out there. Voting today, waiting out the queue in an elegant, natural, stately rain. Nature is trying to dissuade the meek vote. Wash out the ineffectual mass, the "i can't wait too long" vote, the "crap, my shoes" vote.

I went friday, at 2:20pm. The line was a thousand feet long. My colleague, (who is currently in Corolla, riding out the exit polls with beer and 25 knot winds from the east), was there with me in the intent to vote. Him leaving the next day meant that now was the time. As soon as we settled in line, an older gentleman leaving the ballot room passed by us, saying smugly, "An hour and twenty minutes."

Now, let me remind you, my colleague and I are no fools. And I saw through this fiend's ruse soon enough. The pace of the line was just too swift for a time of 1hr20'. This led me to believe that he saw a young and handsome idealist with a need to cast a direct vote, and taken me for a slacker, with hardly the impetus to stand in solidarity at the local mall with my neighbors, and make a choice in our society. Any feelings of drudgery and loathing were now met with hard determination and uncrippling devotion to what I was there to do. Thank you, fat old white guy. Thank you for wasting your pitiful idea on someone who gives a damn.

And yeah, it took about an hour. A shade under an hour. I was soon reminded that my animosity towards the guy might have been misdirected. But still. C'mon. I haven't had shit to write about in awhile. Gimme a damn break.



Sat. Nov. 29th. Battle Rockets w/ The White Cascade. 7pm. Bring us extra gloves.