Words are inadequate

I almost always go to vote in running clothes. :) Seattle has about a bazillion polling places, so I've never lived more than about a quarter mile from mine. It's Seattle, though, so running clothes don't stand out *quite* so much (the everyday, go-to-work attire is a little more varied and casual, usually) but it's also usually raining in November. Fortunately yesterday was the day with the crazy pouring inches-and-inches of rain and today was more normal light showers - I was a bit wet, but I didn't drip all over their papers and stuff. :)

We had a huge ballot this time around... some initiatives and propositions and such that required thought, and then a whole bunch of amendments to the city charter that mostly just required approval. (There were one or two that were meaningful, but at least half a dozen that said things like "we'd like to amend this and that section of the charter to remove obsolete references to these other sections that we took out a long time ago." Yes, let's do that, then.) I understand why they need voter approval, but wow, lotsa little bubbles to fill in! I miss the old-fashioned voting machines in VA with big levers to pull. WA has a few electronic machines, but mostly we fill in scan-tron-like bubbles with black ink. (That feels wrong, too - it's a bubble sheet, one must use pencil, right?)