I woke up a bit late for the first time in a month or so. The previous day I'd walked two precincts, and I just wasn't ready to do anything major. I decided to cook myself breakfast. To do that I had to start by cleaning a foot high stack of paper off the stove. Then I went down to the mobile home park clubhouse and voted. After that I decided to go around town a take some pictures of my lawn signs in public places before they all dissapeared.

All there was in my mailbox was a few postcards with "forwarding order expired" or "address unknown" or "incomplete adress" or whatever excuse the post office had for bouncing them. As I type this, almost a week later, they are still trickling in. California's voter rolls are famous for having more expired addresses in them than any other State. I expect to get one every now and then for a while. Even so, it's a small percentage of the number of postcards I sent out. I've met many people since mailing 9,100 of them that said "I got your card."

There was also one of my signs in the window of my favorite Chinese Restaurant, but they were closed since it was Tuesday. Fred's favorite Mexican place also had one, but they were too far off for me to want to walk there that day.

There were lots of other signs out, but these were the signs of friends. Yes on A and Carol Brouillet for Congress were both campaigns I was hoping would win. After I took these pictures I had to go home and start getting ready for my election night party.