TALK ABOUT "MY MAYPO!"

I got the Goat, who voted at his Away Place at 7, to drop me off at the polling station in my town on his way to work. Oops: the poll here in Big Woods Big Town did not open until 10am.

I was a little miffed, but pulled my overnight bag over my shoulder and started the trek back to my Two Little Rooms. I will have to drive by at some point to vote, and I can't figure out when to do it: being dropped off and walking back seemed like the perfect combination--convenience and a chance to actually get some exercise. At least I still had the half-gallon of milk he bought for me on the way over...

Oh, well.
You can't always get what you want.
But if you try sometimes you might find
You get what you need...
C