Morning conference with the teacher. All cordial and smiles, even with my lack of coffee. Child fine, reading great, etc. Heart swells with pride.

Inscrutable Adult Duty #38 (I'm sure that's how it appears to the children) completed at the nearby firehouse. Ran into the incomparable and Only Democrat I Ever Voted For, Bruce Roemmelt, who was manning the gauntlet outside the door.

Lines were long at the polls, even at 9:45AM, and the man directing traffic inside said the turnout had been solid. Our elecronic voting machines and smart cards seemed to work well. A few people kvetched about the location changing, but five minutes online or even looking at your card would have saved you the trip to the old place.

My afternoon:

We see his book. The page has written on it:

1265 Riverside Drive
Toluca Lake
1 body (no head)
Bloody shot-up car
Jules (black)

He writes:

Vincent (Dean Martin)
Jimmie (house)
Bonnie (9:30)

Election returns at hand. Ta, for now.