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Rex Der Hause
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and you will stop. don't MAKE IT HAPPEN!!!!!!!!!! let it grow This the faith my Father taught me - and my Father in LAW taght my mate. So let it be written. So let it be done.... otherwise..... Hurry along you don't want to be LATE Butt.. Buttt.. I"M not going anywhere.... and NEITHER are YOU oh....sillyme, NO , not late in the sense of your silly temporal sytem which doesn't even allow me to show my true age.. Late as in the LATE MR DENT I men LATE in it's TRUE sence, you know DEAD..... Bit of THREAT actually come to think of it..... silly things to use to try to control a warrior priest, so I forget sometimes that it actually works on some Humans

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NOVEMBER 7, 2012 9:22AM

Thoughts of a Presiding Judge

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Hmmmmm...

“You Guys” appear to have “Won”.

Since I will have to live with the result, I sincerely wish you the best of luck with that.

I spent election day being the “Presiding Judge” overseeing the election process at a small town Ohio precinct. To quote Mark twain on being tarred and feathered and ridden out of town on a rail, “If it weren't for the Honor of the occasion, I'd rather walked. “

This was the first time I'd been a poll worker, let alone “In charge of Polling”. What it meant was that I got up at 4:30 am, set up the polling place starting at 5:30, opened the polls at 6:30, did not leave the table where I was “presiding” from 6:30 am until 7:30 pm except to settle polling issues. My primary “job” was in seeing that voters who voted them understood how to fill out a provisional ballot well enough to fill out the ballot. ( That and, as soothingly as possible, explain why they had to vote “provisionally”, and why, if they continued to insist on their right to vote “non-provisionally” and became obstreperous about it, they would have to leave) ( only two of those, fortunately)

At 7:30, my “opposite party” worker and I shut down the polling place, and he and I transported the ballots and memory cards from the machines over to the board of elections, arriving with them not later than 9:30, under penalty of law. We got there about 9:00, finally unloaded about 9:45. I took him home and got home myself about 10:30. A pleasant little 16 hour day. . Plus 4 hours of training the previous week, plus 2 hours picking up supplies on Saturday, let's call it 22 hours of steady work (no breaks) for a total fee of $120 dollars. Just over $5.00 dollars an hour. Closer to $4.00 after taxes.

Like I said, if it weren't for the Honor, I would rather have walked.

But there IS the “Honor” of it. Even to having to spend an hour and a half in my tiny Toyota cooped up with a full blooded Native American Democrat with whom I shared custody of the ballots while returning them to the board of Elections. I Tea Party. He helped occupy Xenia. We both hate politicians.

Maybe that's a start.

Anyway, I just woke up long enough to see who won. Congratulations, I think.

Good luck with the Politician thing, we're all going to need it.

I'm going back to bed now, will enlarge on my thoughts, this post election day, later.

( Got to get up by noon, to do my Church youth group, back at 10 pm)

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Way to go.

Service is service.

Let me know whether or not you get e-mail notification of this comment. So far, no one I've spoken to this morning is getting notified via e-mail of comments on their blogs.
Thanks for tolerating the "honor" thing... here's hoping that next time around you don't go for the pedestrian thing... we all need folk like you. R&R ;-)
Rated for the Honour.
~r~