So...what are you doing election night?

You rock, ZebraShaSha ! Or if that is not the :cool: compliment for a politically active under 18 adult, you tell me and I’ll use it! You knock the cynical right out of me! I’ll think of you when I walk in there and vote and see you there in '08! WOOOHOO!

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Due to the time differential, the results should be just in when I get up on Nov 3rd. So I’ll fire up the BBC website and find out all the gory details.

Hah! I should be so lucky! It’s going to be a squeaker this time, and I’m fully expecting recounts in many states.

I’m going over to the only person I know who follows American politics as obsessively as I do to watch CNN. Yeah, it’s a scheduled electoral booty call.

Remains to be seen whether the sex is of the crisis or blessed relief variety. (And how long it takes, for that matter.)

The Daily Show will be on an hour earlier, and will last for an hour, then be repeated. So here in Chicago, it’s on live at 9:00pm to 10, then repeats immediately after at 10.
I’ll be off that day and will vote mid-morning so as not to contribute to a before/after-work bottleneck. Then I’ll go work as an Election Protection volunteer. Whenever I get home I’ll check out my Tivo’d Daily Show (or watch it live, depending on what time I get home). I’ll be checking the Internet at the same time.

After watching TDS, if it looks like my guy is winning, I’ll toggle back and forth between Fox and CNN (Cheney News Network) to gloat and see them looking sad/making excuses, keeping a special eye out for Wolf Blitzer and Candy Crowley (who’s on the Kerry beat but hates his guts), just so I can laugh at them. I’ll refrain from calling my father and taunting him.

If it looks like the other guy does a 2000, I’ll do what World Eater is going to do and cry for humanity. Then I’ll go to bed and spend the next day (also off) at the movie theater, watching 4 or 5 movies in a row.

HUZZAH to all the people with cars volunteering to drive people to polls. If I had a car I’d be doing it. My brother-in-law down in KC is doing that. He’s renting a big van for the day.

In 2000 I stayed up until 3am to wait for the results. And wait, and wait and…

But I can’t do that this year. Tuesday will just be my second day as a supervisor at work, so I’ll need actual sleep so I can deal with issues on Wednesday (given 9 of the 11 people I’m supervising will have started on Monday, I anticipate issues galore). So my plan is get home from work, go with the family to vote, and then go to bed. Wake up around 10pm and see if we’ve got a result, then once we do have a result, I hope I hope, finish sleeping.

I’m going to sit back and watch the boards explode under the sheer weight of “I just voted” followed by “OMFG [Candidate] WON!” threads.

I will have my bags packed in case I need to run to a deserted island or Ireland…one or the other.

Just out of curiousity: Are IQ tests prerequisites to running for president?
If not, they certainly should be.

I will maintain my normal evening routine mentally rolling the dice over whether to go to bed and rest up for the next day or blow my head off.

Nah I spent a few months training in Vermont when I worked for IBM but haven’t been back since.

As Irish as you can be AFAIK.

I bought some nice steaks at Costco yesterday, will grill those up with some good Idaho potatoes and knock them back with a good California red. Okay, maybe a French red just to tick off the xenophobic members of the Republican party. We’ll see on that. Afterwards I’ll either watch the returns at home or with a friend who shares my political views and tastes in alcoholic bevvies. Will DVR the Daily Show in case I miss it live. Also, I might vote today if I can sneak it and figure out where the early polling place is. I think it’s going to be a zoo here tomorrow. Both candidates were in our area yesterday since apparently we’re the battleground city in this battleground state. Go us!

My G-D, My G-d why have you forgotten us?!
I’m on the couch with a botte of cointreau, rather than under the bed with a bottle of Jack, but it’s not an improvement over my worries.
Nooooooooooooooooooooo!